Anxiety
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Looking behind her, she saw the stars that had been floating so abundantly were no longer there, and all that was left was the big empty. “George—where have all the stars gone?” “There’s no time, Prudence. You need to shine, and you need to do it now.” “Oh George, I’m so scared.” Not only were… Read more
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She didn’t respond, but she didn’t have to. George knew his words were serving their purpose, and so he continued. “How tempting it is to slip away—to give up on the remains of your life and return to the stars. One day we will all return to the stars whether we like it or not.… Read more
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“But it hurts so much” she replied. “What hurts?” “Living hurts” she sniffed. George couldn’t see her, but it was as if they were both looking into each other’s eyes, and even though they didn’t have long, he spoke to her with a sense of measure and calm that reminded her of her father. “I… Read more
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“I’m so cold, George.” “I know you are, but I need you to keep with me. Can you do that?” Breathing heavy, she fought away her tears and steadied herself. The stars before her were shining so bright, yet unlike George, she wasn’t aware that those behind her were beginning to fade. “I guess” she… Read more
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Looking at the stars, George couldn’t help but think of how beautiful they were. He was but a mere cat, and yet he appreciated a sense of wonder like any other, whether or not it was real or imagined didn’t seem to matter. Focusing his mind, he told the animals to keep channelling their energy… Read more
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“Can you still hear me?” the voice asked. Floating in her pristine bubble of sadness, she could hear him perfectly well, and yet despite the nature of her predicament, she couldn’t quite bring herself to believe she was having a conversation with her neighbour’s cat. Or perhaps it was that as much as she secretly… Read more
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X was far from home. She was far from anywhere. The voice that called her name was a strange one. Not quite human, somehow. She wanted to keep going, but something made her stop. Turning around, she gazed at the stars that shone in every direction. There was no one there, but again the voice.… Read more
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With his paw touching her flesh, George saw endless stars. Not as they were in the sky but as they were in X’s mind, for although her body was dying, it was still connected to her spirit. This was important as it meant he could bring her back. It would be a difficult task as… Read more
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Thought I’d give an update. In April of last year, I wrapped up working on the third and final volume of A Journal for Damned Lovers. Working on the original pieces, I should say, as I then spent several months editing these pieces before publishing them on Amazon. It was a proud moment for me,… Read more
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As he set about returning X to the land of the living, it didn’t escape George that there was a big difference between bringing back a human compared to that of a cat. When he’d saved the life of his brother Bertie, it had been hard enough. So hard that the exhaustion had robbed him… Read more
