It meant that the sky was filled with blue flame, flickering off and on with rain that swirled and trees that bent and swayed like they were dancing to some unearthly rhythm. It was mesmerising. We turned off all the lights and shut down all the machines and sat in our window seat, awed at the beauty.
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It was a dark and stormy night...
It meant that the sky was filled with blue flame, flickering off and on with rain that swirled and trees that bent and swayed like they were dancing to some unearthly rhythm. It was mesmerising. We turned off all the lights and shut down all the machines and sat in our window seat, awed at the beauty.
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but... the story goes on without me!
As far back as I can remember, I've believed somewhere in the back of my head, at a gut level of knowing-ness, that the stories in books go on…
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a small rant brought to you by my bad mood
(hey, you try having a good day when yours starts out with the child in the house next to you screaming at the top of their lungs for half an hour…
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Just a little over the top ...
Went and saw Snow White & the Huntsman with a girlfriend of mine earlier this week, and while I'm glad I saw it because I wanted to satisfy my…
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