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Marmalade on hot toast,
Melting and making the air smell orangey,
Coal fires smoking, warming and comforting.
Cold tears on my face,
Sat on a hillock, chilling to the bone,
Remembering where I should be right now.
Instead of embracing you,
I welcome frostbite, cold certainty,
Without you, my son, I have no "where I should be".
She sat bolt upright, her heart pounding in her chest, not knowing what had awoken her. The alien surroundings added to her disorientation. Millicent sat on the pillow next to her, licking her paw demurely whilst oozing innocence. The memories of the last few days crowded in on Bronwyn as the fog of sleep faded …
Hello and welcome to the newest addition to my website: the blog!
A little while ago I started writing a story and sharing it with my friends. They enjoyed what I had written and asked that they be kept up to date with installments. I thought it might be easier if I put all the pieces...
