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The Night Traveller (Snapshot Stories 40)
The Night Traveller descended gracefully from the faraway skies. She caught the prevailing winds and headed rapidly towards the Dreaming Islands. The islands were well-populated, happy and thriving, and right now, sleeping peacefully as the islands breathed deeply under the rose-hued moon. The buildings rose and swayed gently from side to side with every inhalation…
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The Stream (Snapshot Stories 36)
The newcomer to the mountain village spent a lot of time walking. Her cherry-red coat was very visible between tall fir trees smudged with mist and alongside the preoccupied mountain streams. She seemed to favour one of the streams in particular. The one where its bridge looked over the neatly-edged black stones, divided by the…
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The Tree of Life (Snapshot Stories 35)
It snowed on the Tree of Life last night. Thousands upon thousands of petals, detaching and gently drifting on the breeze. At first, they appear all white, but as they land on your hands, your knees and the grass beside you, they exhale. In hues of lilac, sky, ocean and rose. Back to Snapshot Stories
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Ajar and into the night (Snapshot Stories 34)
When the book got left ajar on the shelf, the black-and-white cat slipped out from between the pages and disappeared through the open window into the night. A little silhouette in a world of starlight. The book waited patiently for her return. In the meantime, holding her memory tight. For Rookie 🩷 Back to Snapshot…
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Twirling (Snapshot Stories 32)
In the village square, the piano accordion music twirled and swirled. It sang as it wound its way around the fast drums and joyfully dancing bodies. It rose, higher and higher, into the night. Past the golden lanterns, past the rooftops, and past the tops of the trees. Until it felt to the girl as…
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The Water Sprite (Snapshot Stories 31)
The water sprite sat crossed-legged on the lily pad and carefully sewed together her autumn leaves of ruby, sunshine, orange and crimson into an elegant dress for the Last Day of Autumn Ball. She kissed every leaf before she added it to the dress and she hoped this time, the colours would last. Backstory: This…
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Black Butterfly (Snapshot Story 30)
Behind her eyelids, the world was the warmest, glowing sunset. There were the richest tones of deep orange, highlights of paler orange, and memories of gentle yellows. All-encompassing, embracing and utterly peaceful. As she breathed it all in admiringly, a tiny black butterfly fluttered at the edges of her vision, dancing and moving as through…
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The Lost Boy (Snapshot Story 29)
The lost boy loved watching her cook. Not because he loved cooking. And not because he loved her. No, he loved watching the way she wrote the oil into the pan. It was different each time. A new meal, a new constellation, a new language. The lost boy wondered everything. He wondered what the language…
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Flowersend (Snapshot Stories 28)
The shop was one of several on the outskirts of the village. It was one of a string of shopfronts standing sheepishly next to a run of haughty houses, as though aware they were unwelcome interlopers. Across the road, planned green areas had dwindled into indifferent, unkempt areas which then drifted into over-long grasses which…
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The Tree of Clouds (Snapshot Stories 27)
One day, a cloud dropped the seed it was holding. The cloud hadn’t quite meant to drop it right at that very moment, but these things happen, and then they happen as they will. So the cloud didn’t worry about the seed and floated on its way. The seed twisted and twirled around in the…
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The Sad Clown of Carleton Park (Snapshot Stories 23)
The industrial estate at Carleton Park is a large, busy one. It has many buildings – all in varying combinations of concrete, corrugated iron and steel. Behind their smoothly painted exteriors, they all house gears and levers and joints and axles and belts obediently roll and turn and twist in their particular programs of synchronised…
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Call of the Komorebi (Snapshot Stories 22)
Sometimes, you do things you shouldn’t. It starts out innocuously enough. You’re sitting in your garden, enjoying the melodious green, the calm birdsong, the dappled light, time floating instead of hurrying and harrying. Then you see that flicker of light out of the corner of your eye. You think: a bug, a butterfly. So you…
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