Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred
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A Weaver of Tales and Poetry
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Metamorphosis. Content Warning.
You murdered me with your axe, and then you slowly skinned me and started to cut up my body into the thinnest of possible slices. You gave me no warning, and I saw the less precious parts of my anatomy smouldering on your open fire. That hurt a lot, but you were not finished. you then got out your tools and started to decorate my skin slivers with the blackest of your inks. Then you sewed the bits back together, bound them, and that's what I am now to the world. I was a tree. Now I am your book.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Fiction
From A Distance
They had been travelling for what seemed like forever, following the instructions of the ones who claimed to know what they needed, and now, in the distance, they could see the City of Gold at the end of the road that they had been walking for so long.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Fiction
One Night
Intro Bit I grew up in a sixteenth-century farmhouse, a set of converted cottages. My dad got hold of a very old book on Preston, which mentioned that Oliver Cromwell had stayed in some cottages near here, which may have been “Fiddlers Fold”, our house, although it was unclear whether that was certain.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Fiction
