Tag: creative writing
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ON THE BEACH WITH SANDRA
This was not what he had in mind when Sandra invited him on a beach holiday. He’d thought of golden sand and her golden hair; revealing swimwear barely concealing her tanned curves; frolicking in the sea… Sandra rubbed her grimy, seaweed-covered hands on her dirty overalls and threw the trowel aside, her smile beaming. ‘Another…
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BEYOND THE LIGHT
Beyond the trees the light shone. If they could just make it through the darkness of the forest they would survive. He rallied his men, ‘One last effort, push through!’ Bullets flew, splinters of wood stung, shells exploded, dirt and debris sprayed around them. Gradually they made the advance up the slope. Higgins fell, Young…
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HUGO
Paris, 1829. Victor hastened along the snow-covered street. A warm fireside awaited him. Soon he would be surrounded by dear Adèle and his children, no doubt excited by the late snowfall. ‘Excusez-moi monsieur, a few francs for a veteran?’ The beggar held out his hand. Victor drew back, revulsed at the sight of the disfigured…
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FATEFUL DECISION
He had reached a crossroads. It was now or never. Should he ask her or not? They had been getting on well. He wasn’t great at reading these sort of situations but there was definite chemistry between them. While at work they sought each other out to chat, there was laughter, there was smiling. Come…
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CLOISTERED
The ridiculous habit made it difficult to clamber down the bush-covered arch into the cloister. From there it was a sprint across the lawn to the door, where she knocked four times. The door was opened. They paused at the gateway. Was this what they really wanted? Would the Lord be watching them? No time to…
Iain Kelly 