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HEAVENS ABOVE!
‘There it is! The portal! We are saved!’ ‘It’s not a portal, it’s a gap in the clouds.’ ‘We haven’t seen a gap in the clouds for three years. It must be a sign from above!’ ‘From who exactly?’ ‘Why, from our saviour of course. Don’t you believe?!’ ‘After the plagues, the earthquakes, the drought,…
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TORRENT OF ABUSE
The insults poured from their mouths like dark water cascading in a torrent, tumbling on top of him and those he loved. The more they beat him down, the more determined he was to stand up. In the end, like the rocks worn down by years of abuse from a waterfall, he could take the…
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IT HAPPENS TO US ALL
He stood like a statue, frozen on the spot. He went back over all the decisions that had led him to this moment, raking through his memory for the answer that would not reveal itself through the fog. He reached out but could not grasp the key information he had forgotten. He tried to not…
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STILL
A glorious morning. Clear blue sky, the water still, the grass fresh. It was exactly the sort of scene that had convinced them to buy the house. But the spring colours and sun-kissed fields hid the tumult of the previous night. The storm had raged across the whole country for twenty four hours. The deluge…
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THE COMING STORM
‘Iacta ālea est.’ The die is cast. The storm would follow. Marcisus trooped with his legion over the Rubicon river, following their leader who had gone before them. Within days they would be in Rome. Pompey would be forced to flee. Rome would be torn apart. Marcisus saw it all unfolding. He had hoped his…
Iain Kelly 