The Perfect Spot

Tilly stopped dead at the sight of the tunnel. The train tracks disappeared into the black maw, a ladder to the jaws of hell. ‘Come on, Tilly, you can do this.’ ‘I can’t. What if they’re in there?’ ‘There’s no other way. It’ll take another day to walk around and we have to reach the […]

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Angel

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot Angel Clodagh lay on the soft grass looking up at the decorative webbing that formed a roof between the trees. It was such a good idea of Noal’s to have a New Year’s Eve party here. Her idea for fancy dress was even better. It had been epic. She turned […]

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