Tag: Writing
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ALL THE FUN OF THE FAIR
Jess watched the children. Smiling, waving , spinning. Shouts of glee filled the air. Behind the music and laughter the metal gears of the amusement ride clanked and creaked. Hearing that mechanical jolt Jess froze, staring into the past and hearing the screams. A flash of twisted metal, upturned carriages, sirens. ‘You okay?’ her mother…
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BLACK GOLD
‘This is it?’ Hank spat. ‘What the hell is this?’ ‘Ain’t no pot of gold, that’s for sure.’ Kurt answered. ‘A goddamn shack in the middle of a goddamn wilderness. I done told you chasing rainbows was an idiot idea.’ ‘You’re right, Hank. I should’ve listened.’ They stood kicking loose dirt. The rain stopped, the…
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THE LAST SNOW LEOPARD
He had been waiting an eternity for a glimpse of the almost mythical creature that lived in the mountains in Asia. Seeing it on film was one thing, the chance to see one alive was something else. And time was running out – this old male was the last one left. A hush of wind…
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CULLODEN
Through hard-falling rain a bird, black from beak to tail-tip, swoops and glides, buffeted by wind that swirls around the surrounding mountains. From the elevated height, black beady eyes see across the flat, windswept moor of the valley. In amongst the heather and wild grass the eyes see something unfamiliar. Wings angled to ride on…
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BLACK WIDOW
A shimmering spider’s web. Bright lights that hurt his eyes. A blacked out window. He had resisted her obvious flirtatious advance. He hadn’t recognised her at first wearing an elegant dress with her hair and make-up changed – the dowdy middle-aged woman from the gallery office. He had accepted the drink she offered. She flirted,…
Iain Kelly 