Tag: Fiction
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THE PERFECT SPOT

It was her perfect spot. She had to be patient, let the sun come round to the right place so that it shined right through the branches. Then ‘click’, she would snap the picture. The light was always just right, no matter what the conditions. She did it everyday for years. It helped her, calmed…
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PROCESSING

He was happy with his handiwork. Sturdy cages, strong padlocks, each capable of holding two people, three if they were small. Business was booming, extra capacity was needed, the good times were rolling. It had been coming for a while. The overthrow was complete, the government was gone. Now they would experience the real life…
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STORM WINDOW

The view was bleak, much like his future. The waves rolled along, grey with white crests, unrelenting, unremitting. His stomach had finally settled down after two days of sickness. What did he care about these countries over the ocean? They could bomb themselves into oblivion for all he cared. The rain battered the window, but…
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STATE OF DENIAL – AN EXTRACT

Today’s prompt brought to mind a scene from my recently published novel ‘ State Of Denial’, (perhaps because I’m now writing the next book in the trilogy), so I thought I would use an extract in reply to Sue’s prompt today. I hope it intrigues the reader! The path kept going through the base of…
