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Away with the fairies, a RING story by The Scribbling Wren

Reposted from here. “Mum! The Magic” it’s said through the gap in your teeth with an urgency that makes me stop unpegging half-dried washing. “If you put both feet in the fairy ring you’ll go to their world and never come back.” Through the open back door the sound of your sister waking mixes with

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Gregory, a Ring Story by Charles Schere @depugis

Reposted from here. Gregory in the finance department has no need to work because his father invented the lever arch file. But he took the job for the love of balancing books. He says that i’m the only one he’s ever told. Gregory buys every round when the office goes for drinks. On Lynn’s birthday

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Necrotica, a RING story by Kay Barrett @spacewriting

Reposted from here.   You said to me “you are the moon of my darkness, so pale and so soft. Like white velvet. Like a snowy meadow.” A dew-soaked morning;  you brought me here. The heat shattered the brittle humidity later on. Later on, when I came back. It slid from me in waves and

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Ring by @CaptainRaz

Reposted from here. The ring was given to me by my grandmother, a family heirloom. No one knew how old it was. It had been in the family longer than anyone could remember; my grandmother’s grandmother had given it to her and she’d received it from her grandmother. It was old. Unspeakably so. Family rumour

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“Call me?” by Nina @NinaBellini

Reposted from here. You got off at your station and that’s all you said. You’d left a piece of paper with your number on it. Blue biro, no name. And there wasn’t time to notice it then. But I think I knew. I do. (Call) We meet for coffee and it’s there. In a wink.

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