Moon Desert
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UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where wild roses grow full of words...
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What Henrietta Saw
Henrietta was still in bed. It was early morning on Boxing Day. All the birds woke up in the forest, announcing their awakening with a volume and brightness equal to that of New Year's Eve fireworks. She rubbed her eyes from a dream she thought had haunted her last night, but a sharp glance at the bedside table immediately brought back memories. There were several books about nature and the forest under the blue Anglepoise lamp, which she read endlessly until the door opened. Beside them lay a few presents carelessly wrapped in plain grey paper, staring curiously at the woman, as did her greyhound, freshly awakened and lured to his mistress’s bed.
By Moon Desert4 years ago in Fiction
