Melkur

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CollectionPolicemen From the Dawn of Time Melkur08 years 11 months ago
StoryKindred Twigs Melkur08 years 11 months ago
StoryScramble Melkur38 years 12 months ago
StoryLast Breath in Sutherland Melkur19 years 1 hour ago
StoryWe Are For the Dark Melkur09 years 8 hours ago
StorySea Henge Melkur19 years 1 day ago
StoryMartyrdom Melkur29 years 1 day ago
StoryNew Kid on the Breeze Block Melkur09 years 2 days ago
StoryMoon Dance Melkur09 years 2 days ago
StoryLoch Leven Melkur09 years 2 days ago
StoryAfter the Funeral Melkur09 years 3 days ago
StoryLighthouse Melkur09 years 3 days ago
StoryLet Her Go Down Melkur09 years 3 days ago
StoryFlowers at a Grave Melkur19 years 3 days ago
StoryHappy Death Men Melkur09 years 4 days ago
StoryAn Island of Talking Heads Melkur09 years 4 days ago
StoryA Black Bridleless Horse Melkur59 years 4 days ago
StoryWe Two Are Coffins Melkur29 years 4 days ago
StoryMuckle Flugga Melkur19 years 5 days ago
StoryThe News from Moidart Melkur09 years 5 days ago
StoryAsk For Me Tomorrow Melkur19 years 6 days ago
StoryA Twist In Her Sobriety Melkur09 years 6 days ago
StoryCharnel-House Melkur09 years 6 days ago
StoryKite Melkur29 years 6 days ago
StoryThe Kingdom of Heaven Melkur09 years 1 week ago

My stories

The Night of the Camel

‘Are you all right?’ Every single member of our twenty-strong cast asked me this question after I fell off the stage, in December 2015. We were...

Chilli Pepper Plant

Gift of the dusty tongue of sirocco rising in the desert, claiming arid descent from Capsicum of Mexico curls in heated spirals like copper wire The...
Cherry

Evacuation

(Respectfully dedicated to HG Wells) As the aliens invaded the station, I punched the release codes on the escape hatch, to find it already occupied...
Cherry

A Woman's Story at a Winter's Fire (2/2)

‘I want to tell those stories too.’ Kelpie drew a deep breath. She came closer to the fire, spread out her hands before it, embracing the warmth, her...
Cherry

A Woman's Story at a Winter's Fire (1/2)

The sea was great in its surging, but not so great yet. Old Mother stood at the head of what would one day be called Harray Loch in the Orkney Isles...

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