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One Hundred Words. Infinite Worlds.
A small glimpse further into my mind, its a dark place with many cobwebs and often forgotten about. This blog was about drabbles, but has evolved into a few other random writings, or witterings when I'm not abandoning it alltogether for other crafty pursuits.
One Hundred Words. Infinite Worlds.
A small glimpse further into my mind, its a dark place with many cobwebs and often forgotten about. This blog was about drabbles, but has evolved into a few other random writings, or witterings when I'm not abandoning it alltogether for other crafty pursuits.
Wednesday, 4 July 2007
Long Time Gone - theme chosen by Meg
She stood in the shadow of an ancient oak watching the moon rise luminous over the town in the valley below. She watched as the town filled with the inviting warmth of candle and fire light. She looked at the dusty road . “They say you can’t go home again.” she whispered to the tree holding tight to its dry bark. The wind whispered through the leaves teasing the hem of her cloak. Shifting her pack she stepped out onto the road. “Been a long time gone. Nowhere left to go.” She whispered walking toward the warm glow of lights.
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