by Sharon | magica
Second Lt Smith, 24, of 1/5th (TF) battalion, East Lancashire Regiment, 42nd Division, he won the VC for conspicuous bravery. Dec 23rd 1915 he led a bombing party to make life difficult for the Turks as the Allies withdrew. After hours exchanging grenades and bombs....
by Sharon | magica
First draft & ideas to follow up on from day one of NaNoWriMo (edit : I decided against this for NaNo this year as it involved too much research which I couldn’t fir in as well as the writing. Carrying on with another story I started instead) A bitter...
by Sharon | magica
Callum was crazy, everyone said, To keep a young dinosaur Under his bed. Callum would say “It’s no trouble at all. It eats quite a lot Yet stays very small.” But everyone knew One day he’d regret Keeping a dinosaur Just like a pet. Callum awoke with a bump one dark...
by Sharon | magica
Long, mousy brown hair, shiny and well-conditioned falling forward over her face as if to hide it from prying eyes. Or to hide her intrusive eyes from others. A mature but well kept face with plain, almost masculine, features. Pale blue eyes seemingly looking...
by Sharon | magica
*from a prompt I was given via Twitter (I think) It was a dark and stormy night, except that it was daytime and sunny. Rolfe ran from brightside to nightside and wondered at the strangeness of living on this new world where half the planet always faced the sun while...
by Sharon | magica
Opening the door was a pretty normal occurrence, life on the other side wasn’t. I wanted to go to the store, after all a girl gotta have cake don’t she? One step, one blink and I realised cake was not a priority anymore. Yes the sky was still blue, the trees were...
