3. I am reminded by the caretaker that found me in the morning, that I had ensconced myself in church linens to battle the cold, being adoptive of a pallid white mask no doubt due to my exposure to the unheated and long derelict structure. He added his own take on the events, sharing that […]

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2. A hit of decay, I could smell it now, stronger as I turned a juncture in this architecturally befuddling space, darkness providing it’s confusion to only further reduce the likelihood of my escape. Trees, houses and television aerials afforded Matheson a terrifying outline, obscuring everything but his dead man’s stare.  As I careened past […]

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Following on from semi-recent blog creation on another blog site, and being a little dissatisfied with its design, and perhaps it’s unwieldiness too. I’m now here on wordpress. So, for the new, this is a “word junkyard” where I’ll be dumping bits and pieces. 1. I turned down a urine complimented alleyway, a rumpled up […]

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