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The Stories*The Tall-Tale-Teller's Taleby Paul BlaneyI was already old the day I met Hercules and he wasn't yet Hercules then. Old and poor and blind to boot... (more) shirageshiby Rebekah Lattin-RawstroneHirunobu still had the hair of a schoolboy. Soft, like the fluff of a baby chicken... (more) What We Knowby Liz RosenRichard is telling his snake story again. He waves his bourbon and water through the air as if he were conducting... (more) Service Stationby Kate AnsellThe snow fell, and the world pulled over. At Junction 12, they were lucky enough to find a service station... (more) Shelly Finds A Filmby Sally FooteOn the way home, Shelly found a film. A yellow cased, Kodak, Elite Chrome 36 exposure, colour slide... (more) The Beginningby Imogen SaltI have an idea that I want to start something. I take a walk then. Take a walk along the canal.... (more) Witching Hourby Sally HinchcliffeSomewhere in the spiritual, if not the geographical, heart of Middle England there is a small honey-hued town... (more) Lantirnby Tracy MaylathThe nature of the death list changed after the Queen Mother kicked the bucket.... (more) Page Sixty-Oneby David ChristopherThe flash was on. She was too close to be in focus - soft focus, thin lips, the hint of ... (more) Regressionby Jules GibsonThe nature of the death list changed after the Queen Mother kicked the bucket.... (more) Plain Uselessby Kit WhitfieldWhen she was sixteen, my mother saw a freak show for the first time. She wandered the dust... (more) The Miracle Of Breastsby Linda JamesMiss Adam-Jones' breasts always walked into the room first. Enormous and conical like embroidered... (more) * No-one likes reading long passages of text on screen. To make your life easier all stories have printer-friendly style sheets embedded. |