Lady Britton

Joined July 2021

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A girl in the American South

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Circa 1965
This house is a lady, or at least she likes to pretend she is one; a crumbling manor by a cliff, a setting for a Gothic novel perhaps, or home to an aged duke.
By Lady Britton4 years ago in Poets
Ghost Writer
Finally, oh finally! The day has come when I can use my voice again on this plane. I must be calm, I must use my time wisely. David only goes to lunch one day a week, and he is usually gone for just under two hours. It is the surest schedule I can rely on. Happiness burns inside me so brightly that I am certain I would be glowing if it wasn’t broad daylight.
By Lady Britton4 years ago in Fiction