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a New-Or-lean tale in red and gold

this is a tale provincial not a faery one a fiery one of my red-gold hair impetuous-girl-curls all too new or lean for New Orleans yes, i cast a spell shamanic on him, he claims clams he does not clumsy … Continue reading

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Letting go

She wanted to be kind.That was how she usually was. But, one had to draw the line somewhere. After all, one cannot be expected to pitch in for everyone. If she didn’t abandon them now, she’ll never be able to … Continue reading

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Ensnared

That’s it, thought she, she was enchained for life. This spelled the end to all the variety and colour in her life. She was going down that drab lane that a lot of women do. Thankfully, her maid managed to … Continue reading

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Blemish

She felt tainted, marked, branded for life, held up for everyone to look down on and frown at. She peered closer into the hand-held mirror, anxiously wishing it away. Sigh, it was STILL there and shall be forever or so … Continue reading

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Effulgence

It was a day of self-indulgence: she bought everything she didn’t need, rarely glancing at the price-tags and ┬ánever dissuaded by them. Her garishly painted nails tapped the glass-counter a tad impatiently as the clerk did the billing. “Shall I … Continue reading

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