Tag: Man
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THE PATH OF NO RETURN
‘They say the man who can climb the steps and face the enemy on the other side will forever hold the balance of peace within the kingdom,’ said the blind seer, his face worn and grizzled, his hair grey and wispy. ‘Many have tried, none have returned. You should proceed with caution.’ Quinn gripped the…
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RAMBLIN’ MAN
It would be nice to stay, sitting in his chair under the trees, letting the sunlight warm his face. But his instinct said it was time to move on. He’d done all he could here: broke a few hearts, sowed some seeds of dissent, encouraged a few minor indiscretions. In time, the place would fall,…
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OPPOSING FACTIONS
One heart, two sides.Opposing factions: love and hate.He could feel both, after the outbursts and the abuse.As she slept it off.Love and hate, sympathy and anger.It couldn’t go on.But how did it end? Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt, hosted by SammiScribbles. This week’s prompt was: Faction. Click on the link to read more stories by…
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THE PAINTED LADY
He was drunk. He had to admit it. Not slightly inebriated or a bit tipsy, but flat out drunk. There would be trouble when he got home. In his mind he rehearsed the route he would take from the front door to the bedroom – probably via the bathroom – and the movements he would…
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DAYBREAK
The sun rose. The world went on. As if nothing had happened. As if everything was as it should have been. He found her in the nursery. Staring out the window. The sky was a fiery red. It tinged her tears. She gripped the unused blanket. This is a response to the #writephoto Prompt: Daybreak…
Iain Kelly 