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My stories

Sub Rosa

You keep the real shape of you safe inside your secluded world, where you no longer need compose a public face to face the world. You open your cupboard of secrets

Footprints

We turn and see our footsteps curving back. Our every step recorded by damp sand. This empty beach acquires a memory. But, history is never straightforward.
Cherry

Chaos Theory

Words. These are words. Words, I do not need silence. Silence speaks like a sullen child. A child standing at the edge of a deep river. Rivers are like lives, we flood and drown the plains

Summoning

There's a time for gentle carving, perhaps in front of the fire during the long winters, when the possibility of spring seems as hollow as a promise no-one is expected to keep.

Condemned

Something moves and something turns and you will learn the shape of it. It grows out of the near darkness and out from the sounds of fear crawling through these dead streets.

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