Tornmile: Part 3

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Tornmile Part III: The King’s Arms Brielle pulled the last cup from the bowl of cold water and ran a cloth half-heartedly around the rim. It made little difference to the state of the cup, which was already well past its best. Fortunately, if it could be called that, the King’s Arms Inn had very … Continue reading

A Light in the Darkness

“Differences of habit and language are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open.” Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter & The Goblet of Fire, by J. K. Rowling. I was very much predisposed to be cynical about the London 2012 Olympic Games, particularly about the opening ceremony. The reason for this … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: A Fox in the Night

A Fox in the Night Rufus awoke shuddering from a dream in which he had been running down twisting passageways in a cave formation. The curtain billowed in the breeze from the window, open even though it was well into winter. Cold sweat on Rufus’ skin turned colder as the draught hit him, but he … Continue reading

Tornmile: Part II

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Tornmile Part II: An Unwanted Surprise “Watch where you’re going, you bloody fool!” The trader’s shout rang in Mishak’s ears, but he only held up a hand in apology as he raced on through the streets of Tornmile. Although it was still early – the light of dawn was only just striking the top of … Continue reading

KissCam

KissCam Lights up on a living room. A young woman, JANEY, sits on the sofa idly reading a magazine. After a few moments of her reading, she picks up her phone and looks at it. JANEY                   Only ten minutes till pizza! She goes back to her magazine, reading and occasionally laughing along with it. After … Continue reading

Tornmile: Part 1

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Tornmile Part I: The Ascent of A Man A pale crescent moon appeared briefly through the clouds and shone a serene silver light down on the cobbled streets and deserted stalls in the market place of the city of Tornmile. At one point these markets had been filled, even at night, with traders from every … Continue reading

Watershed

(Note from Nick: This play isn’t new, so I apologise for those of you who have already seen it either in written or staged form. It was performed on 28th May 2011 with Sara Slack as Eve, one piece as part of Proteus Productions. I’m working on two short stories at the moment, which I intend to … Continue reading

Flash Fiction: The Nightwatchman

 The Nightwatchman Harry opened his eyes with a jerk, the faintest feeling of his head touching his chest cutting through the smoke of a dream. He could not remember what the dream had been about; it was still there, lurking at the back of his mind, but it refused to be pressed into the light. … Continue reading

The Storm

The Storm Huddled in the small porch of a hotel, Ben frowned at the weather and mentally measured the distance from the door to his car. Rain sheeted out of the sky, falling in a torrent that seemed ignorant of the fact that it was late June. Over the sound of the raindrops forming channels … Continue reading

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