A Window on Life
As a student of Confucius, Ling would often visit the pergola that his wife had had built close to the house, its autumnal colours inspired her husband to reflect, life had been kind to him. Until now integrity and compassion…
As a student of Confucius, Ling would often visit the pergola that his wife had had built close to the house, its autumnal colours inspired her husband to reflect, life had been kind to him. Until now integrity and compassion…
Softened by wood and green lichen it might be, but the bridge was no path to freedom. Yes there was the presence of nettles and leaf covered shrubbery at each end, but in reality each estate was just as grim…
Peter being a novice at the Augustinian Abbey had been given the unpleasant task of flushing the monks waste into the river Wharfe, unfortunately he did not listen carefully enough to the instructions given to him. Indeed the morning was…
Judy loved walking the beach, today she loved the harsh wind, it was keeping people at home so she had the beach to herself. Judy enjoyed the isolation it was her time to think, to dream and plan, she really…
Who be thee stranger, thy clothes mark thee out as not being from here. Perhaps you mourn the death of Lady Mcbeth? Or did thee slay her? Do not think I will not use this dagger: Stand thee still. I…
The space ship reminded him of a hall of mirrors. Every surface was polished to a sheen. Intriguing reflections came back at him from the highly polished surfaces. Bizarre images, outlandish shapes, joined by strange sounds and even stranger smells.…
He arrived a pauper, all his money spent getting to safety. He spent his first few nights sleeping in a cardboard box. Then found employment sweeping the pavement outside a grand store. Each week he would save a few…
Who was she. God she was beautiful, but dead as a Dodo. What the hell was she doing in my house? Even Shakespeare and his Globe Theatre would have found it difficult to beat her dramatic pose. Then there were…