Fantasy, Poetry, fiction
Posted on 24 June, 2020
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The night was quiet; the moon was full. It was a sleepy town with some old buildings dotted around, some as old as several hundred years! Little had happened here, somehow avoiding the disasters of time and progress. But that didn’t mean it held…
Category: FantasyTags: amwriting, mystery, pirate, Short Stories, short story, treasure
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Bones are that which keeps you here
Turn to dust and your soul will yield
Forgive this old fool
For the mistakes he’ve made
Leave me be and let the past fade
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