Catherine Stace

Joined June 2021

2 stories

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Change agent writing about concealed musings of human behaviour.

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Ancestors built his mind, a mighty fortress that pushed her kind from their place. Mother and her children,
By Catherine Stace4 years ago in Poets
BARMAH FOREST
Running through the forest floor on the outskirts of Nerimah, he trips over one of the red ones. It’s a girl, early twenties kind of young and would have been quite pretty when The Source was with her. Her hair is vivid red and long, hanging like wet drapes stuck to her luminous chiseled cheeks, marked with holes the size of pins. 'She’s a Redfree,’ ponders Aden.
By Catherine Stace5 years ago in Fiction