Concert by D.I. Jolly The war started at 2:34 pm while George was at work. He wasn’t a simple man, but he enjoyed the simple life. He took pleasure in the small things, sunsets, hot coffee on a cold day, the high notes his wife Susanna could reach, when she’d had a couple of glasses…
Standing at the top of the east tower was the man the king was looking for, a short squat creature that was 4 foot high, and broad. His skin was a midnight blue and changed subtly depending on his mood and the light.
There are days when it seems like the whole world is against you, and there are days when it feels like everything you touch turns to gold.
The words scrawled across the walls read,
‘Only two ways to enter.’
A moment of fear that caused a wealth of pain.
Of all the ways to get around the city, the one Marvin hated the most, was the bus. But not for the reason that most people hated the bus.
There is beauty in the in-between.
The hallway smelt the way perfume companies wanted you to believe lavender and roses smelt, and it set off warning bells in his mind.
“What good is a detective who can’t even solve a simple Sudoku?”
Not much was known about Anne Frank’s childhood, it was as if she only came to life in her early 20s