Tag: Short Story
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INTERACTIVE ART

Agnes pulled off her heels and rubbed her aching feet. Should’ve gone for the flats. All evening traipsing round the Museum of Art at the new exhibition entitled ‘Interactive Art’. Archie struggled in the door with the massive canvas he had purchased. He came through the door sideways, carefully maneuvering round the corner. He took a confident step…
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P IS FOR PANDA

Sand emerged from the dark stairway into the bright sunlight outside the aquarium. It had taken them three hours to get to the park at Kristiansand after the discovery of the abandoned delivery lorry. It had taken another hour to convince the management to evacuate the park and get the tactical team in place. Then they…
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THE LAST TOY MAKER IN PARIS

Henri-Pierre Cailloux slowly put down his tools on the bench and sighed. The clock struck midnight. He wound up the mechanism and watched as the wooden toy flapped it’s wings gently. He closed his eyes and listened to the whirring and ticking. A satisfied smile spread over his face. Everything in perfect working order. This…
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M IS FOR MOON

Håkon Berg had called Anders Sand just after midnight. This far north Sand was in the Arctic Circle. The moon, even in April, was almost a permanent fixture in the sky, the sun only breaking the horizon for a few hours each day. Only by the clock face on his ‘phone could Sand tell the…
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L IS FOR LORRY

Gabi woke with a constant drone in her head. As her senses awakened she realised it was the hum of an engine and the sound of tyres on a road. She tried to move. Her hands were tied together behind her back. When she tried to straighten her legs she found her feet and wrists…