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02/08/2010 17:33:36

by Ian S. Thompson They had been walking along Oxford Street. Now they stopped, Greg's hand on her arm. he said. Helen nodded, but there were tears in her eyes as she looked through the shop-window. The new hat had been his idea, not hers. He pointed. Her lips She carefully avoided meeting his eyes, because there was so much in her own eyes that he must never see. They went into the shop. A Helen

02/06/2010 16:39:23

Chapter I In the morning of life came a good  He went out into the world and sought out the pleasures that youth delights in. But each in its turn was short-lived and disappointing,  Chapter II  The fairy appeared, and said: The man considered long, then chose Love; and did not mark the tears that After many, many years the man sat by a  Chapter III It was the fairy speaking. The man reflected lon

02/06/2010 16:06:00

Whatever hour you woke there was a door shutting. From room to room they went, hand in hand, lifting here, opening there, making sure--a she said. And he added, But it wasn't that you woke us. Oh, no. But they had found it in the A moment later the light had The wind roars up the avenue. Trees stoop and bend this way and that. Moonbeams she says. And he adds, Nearer they come, cease at the doorway

02/06/2010 15:48:34

said the mouse, said the cat, and ate it up. A Little Fable by Franz Kafka 

02/06/2010 15:46:46


02/06/2010 15:40:07

Once upon time there was a boy called Elidor. He didn't like school and he didn't work very hard.When he learnt one thing, he forgot another. The teacher was angry and beat him with a stick, but he learnt nothing. One day Elidor was so unhappy that he ran away! Elidor ran down to the river. He knew the river very well; he knew all best places to hide. Elidor hid by the bank of the river. Nobody co

02/06/2010 15:30:02

by Michael Kilday Erica Longford opened one eye and gazed at the ringing telephone with she thought to herself, as she tried to ignore the One arm snaked out from beneath the bedclothes, clicked on the bedside light and picked up the phone. She half-twisted on the bed and She was the sort of woman who, even in the came the she  She With a sigh of defeat she put her head to the phone. His voice cam