Tag: Fiction
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TO THE VICTOR
To the victor goes the spoils, that’s what they say. There is cheering, waving flags, smiling faces. But it doesn’t feel like winning. Surrounding them is destruction and death. Buildings and homes reduced to rubble. They said the last one would be the war to end all wars. Maybe this one will be. They are…
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IT CAME FROM AFAR
The mass rolled towards them from afar. She came from the snow-peaked mountains, tumbling over the hills, obscuring the clear blue sky. ‘How long?’ ‘A day, at most.’ ‘We should go.’ ‘She will find us. There is no point in running.’ The darkness would one day cover the whole world. The light would be blocked…
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IN A ROUNDABOUT WAY
‘We’ve been here before,’ she said. She didn’t just meant the roundabout they were passing for the fifth time. They were hopelessly lost. He promised each time that he would change. This time she needed to take a new direction. She needed to get off this emotional merry-go-round for good. ‘We’ve tried every exit,’ she…
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PICTURE POSTCARD
He lumbered down the narrow staircase. Breath heavy, legs aching. His broad flanks brushed either side of the narrow, twisting spiral staircase. This was not why he had come to Belgium. Finally, he reached the bottom of the Belfort. Dolores and Brad were waiting patiently. ‘Okay,’ he managed a cheerful smile, wiping the sweat from…
Iain Kelly 