Short Stories

 

Gone are the days of clear skies in Naunton.

“Gone are the days of clear skies in Naunton…”

 

The Story of Naomi

 

 

 

 

 

 

I can fold myself forward against these winds 
“I can fold myself forward against these winds…”

 The Stigma of the Wind

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