Tag Archives: Table

House

On the end of the row it’s now dilapidated and has been abandoned for the longest time. The windows are covered with dust, trapped by derelict cobwebs. The house’s interior is destitute with furniture strewn across the floors and a … Continue reading

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9 or 10

9 or 10. That was his choice. 9 or 10.  He didn’t know what they signified. 9 or 10. Two individual numbers that could mean anything. 9 or 10. He did not know if one was a bad choice or … Continue reading

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