The envelope sat on the doormat staring at him. It was her handwriting but it was a ghost letter from the past. Should he open it? @130story
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The envelope sat on the doormat staring at him. It was her handwriting but it was a ghost letter from the past. Should he open it? @130story
Like a dog, she sat, alert and ferrel, staring at letter box, ready to rip apart, devour and destroy the expected and damning news @130story
As the 100th sheep lept over his bed he realised he wasn't going to get any sleep that night. All the baaing wasn't helping either @130story
Deftly amid wild drink & talk to pierce the polished mail of his mind a jester at the court of his master, indulged & disesteemed. @130story