Category Archives: Fiction, probably

Three winters’ tales, of darkness and light

Part 3: And now, a time for dancing The small market town awakens to Christmas Eve. The longest night may have passed, but still the morning is late in arriving. Snow has fallen overnight, coating the footpaths with thin white … Continue reading

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Three Winters’ Tales, of Darkness and Light

Part 2 A middling time, of fire and frost The thudding of hoofs echoes through woodland glades. A horn blows, a shout goes up. A deer falls and the huntsmen rejoice with cheers and laughter. The forest that once, in … Continue reading

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Three Winters’ Tales, of Darkness and Light

Part 1: A Time Before Time Once upon a time, an ancient time when there was, as yet, no time, a mighty forest was born. The first small trees seeded and suckered, fruited and grew. Tall and tiny and in-between, … Continue reading

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A Tale of Old Mistress Winter, Part III

MANY thanks to those of you who read and made such kind comments on my 2016 Christmas story, A Tale of Old Mistress Winter. I do indeed, as some of you suggested in comments or to me in person, hope … Continue reading

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A Tale of Old Mistress Winter, Part II

MANY thanks to those of you who read and made such kind comments on my 2016 Christmas story, A Tale of Old Mistress Winter. I do indeed, as some of you suggested, hope to publish it ‘properly’ in some shape … Continue reading

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A Tale of Old Mistress Winter

MANY thanks to those of you who read and made such kind comments on my 3-part 2016 Christmas story, A Tale of Old Mistress Winter. I do indeed, as some of you suggested, hope to publish it ‘properly’ in some … Continue reading

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The little matchgirl. A tale re-told. Part 2 of 2

A spiteful wind howls around the streets. Blows away the fog, the smoke – the warmth. Jack Frost mocks the locked gates of the arcade. Dances through their iron bars, into the doorway where the little girl huddles. Touches her … Continue reading

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