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The Bone Trap

I have a secret passion for reading books where the lines between reality and imagination blur. These books, often dismissed as pulp fiction by literary snobs, include works by Dan Brown, David S. Brody, and early Clive Cussler. They offer me the same kind of escapism that J.R.R. Tolkien provides for fantasy fans. Similarly, in […]

A Warning Shot?

Sinead sat on the damp hillside; her raincoat pulled tight against the biting wind. Below her, the valley spread out like a painting, though today, it was more of a watercolour—a blur of greys and greens, with streaks of brown from the churning floodwaters. The river, once a slender ribbon that meandered lazily through the […]

Owain's Flood

Owain sat on the splintered bench outside his stone farmhouse, the thick wool of his old coat doing little to shield him from the damp chill creeping through the valley. The Pennines stretched around him like a crumpled quilt, but where there had once been green pastures and dry-stone walls, there was now a shimmering […]

The Best Present

Lila sat on the edge of a weathered park bench, her laptop resting on her knees. She had chosen this spot for its view: an open meadow framed by towering oaks, their leaves trembling in the crisp autumnal air. Yet her eyes were glued to the screen. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, typing and […]

Merry Christmas Stocksbridge

Merry Stocksbridge Everybody(To the tune of "Merry Xmas Everybody") Are you hanging up your boots in Yorkshire town?Are the Pennine hills and valleys calling down?Does the steelworks still shine bright,Through the frosty winter night,When the festive cheer is all around the town?Chorus So here it is, Merry Stocksbridge!Everybody's having fun!Look to the Pennines now,The new […]

Avocados?

Boris had never really planned on becoming prime minister. Truth be told, he wasn’t even sure how he ended up in politics. There were years spent muddling through speeches, looking the part, and knowing how to do just enough to keep a title. Now here he was, leader of the country—at least on paper. In […]

All Hail The Chroniker, Last of Their Race.

Now if this was classic children’s book, I might begin with something like ‘Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning.’ However, this isn’t fit enough to lace the boots of that story. Instead, I want you to close your eyes and imagine the scene as if it were a Technicolor masterpiece, some […]

To Serve?

Oh, Boris dreamed of serving the land,With a soldier’s grit and a statesman's hand.He pictured himself with valour and might,Saluting the flag at the dawn’s early light. But just as he marched to answer the call,He glimpsed a fine pay check—oh, how it was tall!With dollar signs dancing right into his view,And promises gleaming in […]

A Storm Begins

I stand before the open door,But fear has chained me to the floor,A world beyond, so wide, so vast,Yet all I see is shadows cast. The sunlight spills upon the ground,It whispers soft, without a sound,But in my chest, a storm begins,A thousand fears, a thousand sins. What if the wind is sharp and cold?What […]

Rain Falls

Endless rain on Stocksbridge falls,A whispered mist that softly calls,Upon the moors and winding lanes,It weaves a tale in silver chains. The hills are wrapped in clouded veils,While rivers hum their special tales,Each drop a note in nature’s song,That echoes in the wind for so long. The streets reflect a mirrored sky,Where neon lights in […]

Stocksbridge - poetic licence

In the valley where the river winds,Lies Stocksbridge, of days and nights entwined,A town born of iron and steel,Where once the hammer rang with zeal. From ancient woods to forges bright,The mills arose in morning’s light,With chimneys tall and flames aglow,They cast the town in a fiery glow. The workers came with hands of grit,To […]

Leaving

Nicky stood at the edge of the village, his heart heavy with conflicting emotions as he gazed upon the familiar sights that had been his home for as long as he could remember. The cobblestone streets, lined with quaint cottages, seemed to hold within them the echoes of countless memories. Memories of laughter shared with […]

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