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podcastle.org
Ink, and Breath, and Spring by Frances Rowat The wheelbarrow thumped a jolt into Palwick's arms with every third step as he led Mattish back to where he'd found the corpse, out in the northern reaches of the garden. The trees waved dimly at them under the grey sky, and the thin morning light crept [...] |
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crooked.ink
I The first time I saw him, I was about ten years old. He was climbing up the path that leads down to the creek, struggling because of the steep trail. He was carrying a bucket in one hand and a walking stick in the other. I was playing with some twigs, running around some imaginary monsters. He quickly glanced at me, with some disgust in his grin, then he turned uphill, towards home. |
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blacktreacle.ca
[AI summary] The story follows Nell, a young girl who becomes an apprentice to the voodoo witch Nainaine Laveau after her grandmother, a ghoul, is tied up in the witch's house. Nell seeks revenge against the hoodoo man who cursed her village, and Nainaine agrees to train her. The tale ends with Nell preparing to confront the hoodoo man, having learned the ways of voodoo and the dangers of the bayou. |
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queensbookasylum.com
Tales from the Asylum is a new feature I came up with for SPFBO. I wanted to create a unique opportunity for the authors to show off their story telling skills by taking their characters and putting them in an asylum room to see how they would deal with the situation. A lot can happen in a closed space... |
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