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DOWN IN THE VALLEY
Down in the valley where nobody should go, Franklin shuffled along in the gloom, making his way back home, dragging the body behind him. Pesky kid. Why had they come here? Still, more fuel for the living room fire and a handsome dinner tonight. No doubt someone would come looking, snooping around. He would have…
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TROUBLE AHEAD
Gonzalo threw his few belongings, the sharpened rocks and wooden tools he had made with his own hands, into the cave entrance and hurried inside the safety of his hidden cavern. Lying on the floor he peered back out through the opening. With his telescope, cobbled together with the glass frontispiece of his watch, a…
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ARCH-ENEMY
George bested Timothy in everything. He was better at his sums, better at spelling, hand-writing, reading and tying his shoe-laces. George could run faster than Timothy, was always first-pick at football and had more gears on his bicycle. George always had the best sweets in the playground, the smartest new trainers, the most fashionable t-shirt…
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DARK CLOUDS
One final effort and he would make it to the ridge that ran along the top of the mountain. His mind had been so clear that morning, filled with only the thought of scaling the hill. But as he had ascended, the worries of his life had crept in again. The company was going under.…
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DUSK AT THE BORDER
Dusk, the start of the night shift that no one wants to do. Bálint watches the sun dip down across the river, it’s reflection glinting off the water. A week of this to come before he returns to the lazy day shift, relaxing in the warmth of the summer days. In most places, the darkness…
Iain Kelly 