Monday, 25 October 2010

marsh light




He was deep in the fog, and the light that snapped to-and-fro ahead had him hypnotised. He ignored the rising marsh around his feet, the gnawing chill. Yet what he'd believed to be fairy glow was only the deceitful lure of the long-toothed grindylow. And he'd soon know its bite.
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5 comments:

  1. Anonymous25 October 2010 at 19:13

    I'm curious to know how this one ends
    :)

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  2. Lisa Falzon25 October 2010 at 19:31

    In tears. And screaming. Mostly screaming.

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  3. Anonymous25 October 2010 at 19:42

    aww. So it is a love story then.

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  4. Lisa Falzon25 October 2010 at 19:48

    hah. What can I say. A match made in a marsh!

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  5. Anonymous25 October 2010 at 20:57

    Sounds pleasant enough.
    I grew up near a marsh :)

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