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Submitted to Contest #51
I am not a boy anymore. You would hardly recognise me, I think. I’m tall, taller than you ever thought possible, I’m sure. But, in my mind, you still tower over me, little more than a faraway smile, a mischievous laugh, and an outstretched hand for me to hold. I reckon you’d be looking up at me now, and I like that. I like that I would be able to look into your eyes, see your face properly, study it and never forget it. All I have is flashes, a child’s-eye view of things. I have a beard, too. I’m sure you’d approve. It’s better than ...
Submitted to Contest #50
Day One Stallion Oak is more than a thousand years old. It was here when an English king lost his eye to an invading force of Norman bastards; it was here through every generation that came after as they fought off invasion attempt after invasion attempt by armadas and air forces, starvations and blitzkriegs. It was here when an apple fell on a physicist’s head and ignited his curiosity; it was here when a young codebreaker bit a poisoned apple and killed himself. It was here when plagues ravaged the people around it, and it was here whe...
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