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The Lovers of Gudrun | a rewriting of the Laxdaela Saga

The Lovers of Gudrun | a rewriting of the Laxdaela Saga

Gudrun chuckled, smoothened her shawl and nodded a little, milky eyes twinkling like the stars behind her.
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Idle Dreamers | thoughts for a grey day

Idle Dreamers | thoughts for a grey day

She stops at the gates of the hospital, chafes her delicate fingers together. Maybe today is the day?
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The Value of a Queen | fleeting thought

The Value of a Queen | fleeting thought

Checkmate.
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Rot | a study in the twilight and grotesque

Rot | a study in the twilight and grotesque

His eyes flutter open, colours spangled across his irises like stars in the night.
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Set Aside to Dream | a study in the twilight and grotesque

Set Aside to Dream | a study in the twilight and grotesque

Constricting and intense. She shuffled between my arms.
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Tinged with Dreams, Veiled by Memory | ever after

Tinged with Dreams, Veiled by Memory | ever after

two vignettes to remember the end of things.
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Under the Starry Nave | an adaption from the Laxdæla Saga

Under the Starry Nave | an adaption from the Laxdæla Saga

Mother, I know you sometimes cry to the voices of the midnight bells.
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Reminiscences of an Expedition | the long silence

Reminiscences of an Expedition | the long silence

an extract from my journal, written under firelight.
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The Magic Mirror | metamorphic

The Magic Mirror | metamorphic

an emulation of ‘Narcissus & Echo’, in pentameter
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The Assassination | tumbling, tumbling

The Assassination | tumbling, tumbling

…down where the cicadas slept, curled up against the roots of the cherry-sakuras like babies.
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Hidden | threadbare

Hidden | threadbare

the bowerbird and the flame.
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IV: Blitz Over the Chanel | restless waters

IV: Blitz Over the Chanel | restless waters

Under the rays, the keys of a piano rolling. The candlelight put a shine into her eyes. Hands, supple and light; they graced the keys…
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III: Napoleon’s Berezina | restless water

III: Napoleon’s Berezina | restless water

Draped in the heaviest of cloaks, Napoleon Bonaparte gazed at the dotted lights across the darkness.
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Valley of the Shadow of Death | threadbare

Valley of the Shadow of Death | threadbare

It was a satisfying kind of dark…
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The Green Priest | a dangerous thing

The Green Priest | a dangerous thing

Her blameless face soaked up the sunlight…
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