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Little and Small

A Story by Judith Reznor

As I sit on the black sofa of the lounge I regularly attend to, I look over to my best friend, Terry, and get a glimpse of my past. Of who I used to ..

Echoes from the moors

A Poem by ~Sarah~ Idríel The..

...and the wind rose, it howled, it howled and screeched over the gloomy, never-ending moors...