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StoryBubble and Squeak Melkur09 years 1 week ago
StoryWe Hold These Truths Melkur09 years 1 week ago
StoryAxe Melkur09 years 1 week ago
StoryBone of My Bone Melkur09 years 1 week ago
StoryRecovery Position Melkur09 years 1 week ago
StoryHunter, Gatherer Melkur09 years 1 week ago
StoryMonument Melkur09 years 1 week ago
StoryBig Yellow Taxi Melkur09 years 1 week ago
StoryState of Independence Melkur09 years 1 week ago
StoryCollaborators Melkur09 years 1 week ago
CollectionLast Breath in Sutherland Melkur09 years 1 week ago
StoryA Season for a Skylight Melkur09 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Red Line of Descent Melkur09 years 2 weeks ago
StorySummer Isles Melkur19 years 3 weeks ago
StoryPride and Prejudice (IP) Rhiannonw209 years 1 month ago
Forum topicMy new eBook Melkur09 years 9 months ago
StoryLet Her Go Down Melkur011 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Cruellest Month Melkur011 years 5 months ago
StoryMoon Dance Melkur011 years 5 months ago
StoryCollaborators Melkur011 years 5 months ago
StoryWe Two Are Coffins Melkur111 years 5 months ago
StoryDandelion Melkur211 years 5 months ago
StoryCromarty's Gaelic Chapel Melkur211 years 5 months ago
StoryCorn Circles Melkur011 years 5 months ago
StoryCome Change a Ring Melkur111 years 5 months ago

My stories

Summoner's Tales

I: Every little thing she does is magic Moving in the sun, Patterns of the waggle dance As stripy pointers Pollen polling day, Sipping nectar, aroma...

Ardmore Shore

‘Where did I put my binoculars?’ moaned Stanley as he looked around them. ‘Hist!’ said Anna, looking through the viewpoint in the hide. ‘But what is...
Cherry

Rubha nan Gall (Stranger's Point) Lighthouse

The storm became a calm. The seaweed on the rocks hid a family of otters, playing. Nicholson locked the door of his keeper’s cottage with some...

Cailleach

She is the last of her sisters standing, now. Once there were five, to face the major southern moonrise in alignment. The last of the standing stones...

Compline

They were two walking shrouds, cleaning the altar. Their long white robes covered them head to foot, obscuring their faces, speaking of lives they...

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