The race horse ‘Magical’.
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Cocaine Scream
Somewhere a door clicked and Eoin knew that she was sneaking out again. He sighed and picked up his eight month old daughter Ella off the floor, who responded with an indignant squeal.
Just in Case
The scene was warm and homely with the family gathered around the TV. Like millions of other families in Britain they were relaxing after a hard day at work and school. In front of them they each had lap trays with a plate of fish fingers and chips.
High Suicide Rates in Northern Ireland – an Essay
Here in Northern Ireland we have the dubious distinction of having the highest rate of suicide in the UK for two years in a row.
Bloody Sunday
Playlist for this post They crawled on their bellies, Bullets over head. To try and help the victims, Who unstoppably bled. Boys, injured, wounded, Children, like yours and mine. Thrown about like they were nothing, Not worth the British time. They were here to fight an evil But what they became was far far worse… Continue reading Bloody Sunday
Reboot
There are some things you just instinctively know without needing evidence. I guess you could call it intuition. Others might describe it as a sixth sense. But I don’t believe in any of that crap – usually.
Forgotten Warriors
Playlist for this post… My breath felt like fire as it burnt a painful path through my windpipe. The urge to give up and turn back was strong but a quick glance ahead assured me I was almost there. Like an animal I clawed my way to the top grabbing handful after handful of purple heather in clutching,… Continue reading Forgotten Warriors
Birds of Paradise
Playlist for this Post We know beauty, don’t we? It’s well defined eyebrows, on fleek hair. Red carpet gowns, Insta influencers and Only Fans models. These days it can be the body proud avante garde, strutting their extra plus sized frames with no trace of timidity. It can be women who are genetically male and… Continue reading Birds of Paradise
Tsilbora
Yet again Tsilbora attempted to scan the star ship as it hung motionless just inside the ghostly nebula. She tried to punch a way through the electromagnetic interference it generated but it was no easy task. She watched through the view screen as lightning lanced out from the towering clouds of gas, it’s jagged brilliance playing across the bow of the stricken ship. Unknown energies pulsed within the nebula, spewing deadly bursts of radiation into the silent vacuum of space.
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