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Alsalda and Ulmelden

A PRIORY PROJECT Supplement In the time before the Ancients, twins were born to the Spirit Bear. Their names were Alsalda and Ulmelden. Every summer the two bears played, chasing each other through the woodlands of the Highlands, splashing through … Continue reading

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Henry’s First Christmas

At the subtle slip of the key in the lock I whizzed around, clearing the evidence of today’s activities. Henry opened the door from vestibule to living room; I opened the door from the kitchen, the key to the one-time walk-in … Continue reading

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Miss Perceive

A Story in Three Acts {1} “Stop!” he called. “What?” she asked though she carried on walking.. “Stop. Please. Right there.” “Do what?” she asked. “That’s it, love. Great.” “Excuse me?” “I just had to take a photo of you,” he … Continue reading

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More on Angels

At risk of labouring, I realise I gave no introductory blurb to The Angel in the Park. It just is there. Whack. So, belatedly . . . When I first wrote Angel in the Park it was as the first … Continue reading

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The Angel in the Park

Friday . . . I flew through the door, so excited, waiting to tell Bill of what had happened. I didn’t hang up my jacket but threw it on the bed, dropped down beside it and addressed the floppy eared … Continue reading

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John Wants to Live

John’s girlfriend dumps him. Gutted, he wants to die. Going homing on his motorbike with rain on the road on hot summer’s day, he weaves in and out of the long run of traffic. A car coming towards him, no … Continue reading

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Brickbat the Cat 2

Brickbat was a black fluffy cat who had a limp and a sniff. The limp wasn’t caused by a broken bone but by a limb that was stiff. Now one day when Brickbat went walking, with his sniff and his … Continue reading

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