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Two Dozen Roses, a ROSE story by @spacewriting

Reposted from here: A rose by any other name would smell as sweet, I said. So I called him Graham Thomas and took him to bed with me. His scent was faded by morning, and he lay there, thorny as I teased him. Shall you be Olivia, shall you be Lara? Do you fly on

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Rose, a ROSE story by @books1799

Reposted from here. Rose, a famous actress, is telephoning her dressmaker from her dressing room. “Kenneth darling. You promised to send round that dress fabric sample with the rose motif. I haven’t got time to come to you. I’ve just finished a sodding matinee. I’m exhausted. Now this is what you do. You send that

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Rose Red, a ROSE story by @NathanRedland

Reposted from here. In a land east of the Sun and west of the Moon lived two sisters, fair of face and pure of heart. The eldest sister was as pale as a winter’s day, and so she was named Snow White. The younger sister had cheeks that flushed with life and colour, and so

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Sunrise, a ROSE story by @MrMoth

Reposted from here: We pushed through on the dawn, ragged banners tilting skyward as the sun’s dust punched holes in our eyes and set our clothes ablaze in gold. At that moment we could go no further, feet tangled in long grass taking root as our minds set out branches with fat, flat leaves to catch

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