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Never allow the Devil to undervalue you Suddenly Belief recovered and dragged Faith to his feet. “Come,” he said. “We must go find Hope and Will. But we must be discreet! “But aren’t they both dead?” Faith uttered in surprise … Continue reading
As the death bell of the apocalypse sounded noisily above life’s trembling tree! Pain sat in the room waiting for his friends to arrive. He carried no antibodies as he knew how to survive. Despair was an ally but … Continue reading
Life without a friend is death without a witness. A witness does not always see the truth And as truth can sometimes be ignored Ignoring the needs of a friend is to die alone! © 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.
An amusing, but thoroughly irreverent short story of 2,300 words Chapter One The Talker Rosalina Orsini was Italian by lineage, English by birth and old by God’s decree. She could, and did, live with those first two characterisations, the last, … Continue reading
Puddles of reflection are like mirrors to the mind. Images left behind you with their view redefined. A canopy of cover, a buffer to the pain. Puddles of reflection rippling in the rain. © 2016, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved
If last week you carpeted the ceiling and today you’re painting the floor Then remember the first rule of decorating; always work towards the door. I once knew a man who never knew this, and he worked in the … Continue reading