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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
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| Story | Fledgling | alphadog1 | 8 | 12 years 5 months ago |
| Story | The Damocles Effect | alphadog1 | 4 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | for Alec | alphadog1 | 1 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Fledgling second position | alphadog1 | 1 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Little wonder | blighters rock | 36 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | serpentine | alphadog1 | 6 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | The Saxophone ( Part 1) | jolono | 18 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Dear Son | jolono | 19 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | The Waiting Room | Brighton_Ro | 12 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | thoughts upon a low tide second position | alphadog1 | 6 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Thoughts on poetry. | alphadog1 | 0 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Daffodil Dawn | Silver Spun Sand | 22 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Memories are made of this.... where it all started. | Esther | 7 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | On the tides of time the Nymph will play | alphadog1 | 4 | 12 years 6 months ago |
| Story | thoughts upon a low tide | alphadog1 | 4 | 12 years 7 months ago |
| Story | reflections from a train | alphadog1 | 3 | 12 years 7 months ago |
| Story | letter to S. | alphadog1 | 7 | 12 years 7 months ago |
| Story | The Deer | alphadog1 | 3 | 12 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Freshwater bay | alphadog1 | 4 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The rain... position 1. | alphadog1 | 4 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Homer...and all that Jazz | Silver Spun Sand | 19 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | thoughts on 2012 | alphadog1 | 2 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | the Muses first position | alphadog1 | 2 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | The rain...position 2 | alphadog1 | 9 | 12 years 8 months ago |
| Story | Rocket Science it was Not | Silver Spun Sand | 12 | 12 years 8 months ago |
My stories
The reply
The reply By AD Hunt It doesn't matter what you think, it doesn't matter what you do; For the world that they’re making, Is not a real part of you...
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I am a leftover
I am a leftover, One of those put aside: b’tray’d Set away for... something… I’m unwanted, separate Dis-guarded and ignored. A broken tooth on a cog...
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Cyclops part 2
So we dug. We dug and we dug and we dug. I recall the weight of the spade in my hand and the blisters that soon became callouses. Around us were the...
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Cyclops part 1
Cyclops part 1 and 3 are the culmination of about four months work, Both in researching, then redrafting the text through two rewrites. I first came up with the idea of writing a ww1 short after reading an article in the Guradian newspaper about a mysterious grave found at the sight of Fromelle, in the south of France. After some more digging, I found out that the grave was filled with various soldiers of various nations. The main teller of this story is also not entirely fictional; as he was my great great grandfather, who died in the Somme, during the worst of the fighting. This story is dedicated to him and the men who died senselessly in a war that was a senseless waste of human life. I hope that I have captured both his heart and his voice in the story; which is not nice but real enough to capture your imaginations. AD Hunt
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Conflict and Grace
It burst’s forth, half formed, within the wail of a winding gale. A claw, a clog, a minor part of this turbulent thunderstorm. Where it rest, led my...
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