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Born of Shadows
Born of shadows, born of night. Born of stone, they wait. Patient, eternal. “Ugh, those statues are too creepy,” she would whisper each time we walked passed; her eyes would dart, like mad nymphs...
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Irin – A to Z Challenge
Her hair was black, the colour of night, her eyes shone like stars and her laughter was like the chorus of heaven. She set my heart ablaze at the simple joy of her light touch, the way she moved...
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A Free Lunch
Gustave Doré – Jacob Wrestling with the Angel (1855) I spread wide my wings – a delicate, purposeful pose, each tender unfolding fills the room with gusts of warm air, “Well, my child…He is renowned...
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Once-saints, now madmen
The Temptation of St. Anthony by Martin Schöngauer c. 1480-90 They came, in the darkness, through the darkness – they were the darkness. Hexes and sigils, carved runes on my door-jamb. I knew they were...
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Angel Watch
“Why do they call them Angels, then?” The old man spat, a lump of phlegm quivering on the dirt beside him – he turned his attention back to the gun he was cleaning, eyeing down the barrel. “It’s the...
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