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StoryKittens proudwing05 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Paperweight (Part 1) proudwing75 years 8 months ago
StoryAlpha (Prologue) proudwing15 years 9 months ago
StoryBelow proudwing75 years 9 months ago
StoryShy (Prologue) (Part 2) proudwing36 years 2 months ago
StoryShy (Prologue) (Part 1) proudwing26 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Thing That Lives Under the Hill (Chapter 2) proudwing16 years 3 months ago
CollectionThe Thing That Lives Under the HIll proudwing06 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Thing That Lives Under the Hill (Chapter 1) proudwing86 years 3 months ago
StoryBig Man (Part 2) proudwing16 years 4 months ago
StoryBig Man (Part 1) proudwing06 years 4 months ago
StoryAnd He Called It The Devil (Part 1) proudwing106 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Lighthouse (Part 1) proudwing36 years 7 months ago
StoryMy Lump of Flesh proudwing16 years 7 months ago
StoryDavid's Face proudwing36 years 8 months ago
StoryAstrobleme (Part 2) proudwing56 years 9 months ago
StoryAstrobleme (Part 1) proudwing106 years 9 months ago
StoryAdults (part 1) proudwing06 years 11 months ago
StoryThe King Being the Way He Was proudwing27 years 10 months ago
StoryWitnesses proudwing178 years 4 months ago

My stories

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Shy (Prologue) (Part 1)

This is the prologue to a children's/YA novel. The prologue is written in the style of a fairytale, but the rest of the novel is not. Hope you enjoy...
Cherry

The Thing That Lives Under the Hill (Chapter 2)

Some more of the novel that I posted the other week. This is just the first part of Chapter 2, althought, to be honest, this is such a raw, early...
Gold cherry

The Thing That Lives Under the Hill (Chapter 1)

This is the opening to a novel. The title is very much provisional. No clue what it will be called yet. Enjoy. ..................................
Cherry

Big Man (Part 2)

He started by asking a lady who ‘Linda’ was. Her mother, came the answer. And why was it that Linda’s presence was causing him to feel a harshness in...
Cherry

Big Man (Part 1)

There was the low murmur of a hundred conversations as we entered the half-lit theatre. For a while we stumbled about like blind people, long enough...

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