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Reader on the Storm: My 5 Star Reads of 2025
Reader On The Storm: My top reads of 2025
Reader On The Storm: My top reads of 2025
Reader on the Storm: My 5 Star Reads of 2025
Reader On The Storm: My top reads of 2025
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December 24, 2025 at 9:18 AM
Reader on the Storm: My 5 Star Reads of 2025
Reader On The Storm: My top reads of 2025
Reader On The Storm: My top reads of 2025
Four Seasons: In the Bleak Midwinter
The first snow of winter fell like whispers, soft and secretive, blanketing the city in a fragile white hush. On the edge of a bustling street, where laughter spilled from warm cafés and golden lights glowed behind frosted windows, a man sat alone. He had a…
The first snow of winter fell like whispers, soft and secretive, blanketing the city in a fragile white hush. On the edge of a bustling street, where laughter spilled from warm cafés and golden lights glowed behind frosted windows, a man sat alone. He had a…
Four Seasons: In the Bleak Midwinter
The first snow of winter fell like whispers, soft and secretive, blanketing the city in a fragile white hush. On the edge of a bustling street, where laughter spilled from warm cafés and golden lights glowed behind frosted windows, a man sat alone. He had a name, a past, and a life beyond homelessness, though few remembered it. He was just another shadow on the pavement, a figure hunched beneath layers of worn coats, clutching a paper cup that was never filled.
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December 21, 2025 at 12:21 PM
Four Seasons: In the Bleak Midwinter
The first snow of winter fell like whispers, soft and secretive, blanketing the city in a fragile white hush. On the edge of a bustling street, where laughter spilled from warm cafés and golden lights glowed behind frosted windows, a man sat alone. He had a…
The first snow of winter fell like whispers, soft and secretive, blanketing the city in a fragile white hush. On the edge of a bustling street, where laughter spilled from warm cafés and golden lights glowed behind frosted windows, a man sat alone. He had a…
Something Ain’t Right In Boone Town
In the grand, sprawling landscape of America, there are places that exist both on maps and in the shadowed corners of imagination. Places that seem familiar, yet somehow unsettlingly wrong. Today, we present a town called Boone—a name that whispers of pioneering…
In the grand, sprawling landscape of America, there are places that exist both on maps and in the shadowed corners of imagination. Places that seem familiar, yet somehow unsettlingly wrong. Today, we present a town called Boone—a name that whispers of pioneering…
Something Ain’t Right In Boone Town
In the grand, sprawling landscape of America, there are places that exist both on maps and in the shadowed corners of imagination. Places that seem familiar, yet somehow unsettlingly wrong. Today, we present a town called Boone—a name that whispers of pioneering spirit, but in its quiet streets, a different kind of journey is about to unfold. A journey not into the wild frontier, but into the peculiar, unnerving silence that waits just beyond the horizon…Welcome to Boone Town
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December 12, 2025 at 10:21 AM
Something Ain’t Right In Boone Town
In the grand, sprawling landscape of America, there are places that exist both on maps and in the shadowed corners of imagination. Places that seem familiar, yet somehow unsettlingly wrong. Today, we present a town called Boone—a name that whispers of pioneering…
In the grand, sprawling landscape of America, there are places that exist both on maps and in the shadowed corners of imagination. Places that seem familiar, yet somehow unsettlingly wrong. Today, we present a town called Boone—a name that whispers of pioneering…
Memorial Park: Epilogue
Memorial Park: Epilogue After the last post...
Memorial Park: Epilogue After the last post...
Memorial Park: Epilogue
Memorial Park: Epilogue After the last post...
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December 3, 2025 at 1:16 PM
Memorial Park: Epilogue
Memorial Park: Epilogue After the last post...
Memorial Park: Epilogue After the last post...
Welcome to Memorial Park...Rest in Pieces...?
Memorial Park
Welcome to Memorial Park...May you find eternal peace...
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November 4, 2025 at 1:52 PM
Welcome to Memorial Park...Rest in Pieces...?
Memorial Park: The Gumdrop Gang...sweet...
Memorial Park: The Gumdrop Gang
Powderham : Headstones by Lewis Clarke is licensed under CC-BY-SA 2.0 The echoes of their voices linger, a symphony of friendship's grace. “A fucking sweet shop? What are we the fucking gumdrop gang?” “If there’s one thing I like about you, Simon, and there may only be one thing, it’s your ability to embrace new ideas.” Simon was a mug, good and proper, but we’d knocked about since school, so we had somehow formed a bond that meant we were stuck in the same crew forever (in his mind) …for now (in mine).
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October 1, 2025 at 12:43 PM
Memorial Park: The Gumdrop Gang...sweet...
Memorial Park: The Man in the Hat...a walk among the tombstones...
Memorial Park: The Man in the Hat
Memorial Park: The Man in the Hat...a walk among the tombstones...
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September 1, 2025 at 12:52 PM
Memorial Park: The Man in the Hat...a walk among the tombstones...
Memorial Park: Bumpy
"No one takes me for a mug."
A new flash fiction.
#FlashFiction #ShortStory #Writing #CrimeFiction
"No one takes me for a mug."
A new flash fiction.
#FlashFiction #ShortStory #Writing #CrimeFiction
Memorial Park: Bumpy
Memorial Park: Bumpy...no one takes me for a mug...
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July 30, 2025 at 2:41 AM
Memorial Park: Bumpy
"No one takes me for a mug."
A new flash fiction.
#FlashFiction #ShortStory #Writing #CrimeFiction
"No one takes me for a mug."
A new flash fiction.
#FlashFiction #ShortStory #Writing #CrimeFiction
Memorial Park: Night of the Grizzly...beware the moon...
Memorial Park: Night of the Grizzly
Memorial Park: Night of the Grizzly...beware the moon
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July 2, 2025 at 5:07 PM
Memorial Park: Night of the Grizzly...beware the moon...
Memorial Park: Many Unhappy Returns...
...meet Ben Woodard on his 30th birthday...
...he had no friends, and this was no joke...
...meet Ben Woodard on his 30th birthday...
...he had no friends, and this was no joke...
Memorial Park: Many Unhappy Returns
Memorial Park: Many Unhappy Returns... ...he had no friends, and this was no joke...
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June 4, 2025 at 5:01 PM
Memorial Park: Many Unhappy Returns...
...meet Ben Woodard on his 30th birthday...
...he had no friends, and this was no joke...
...meet Ben Woodard on his 30th birthday...
...he had no friends, and this was no joke...
Memorial Park: The Meeting...the past can haunt you every day...
New Flash Fiction
New Flash Fiction
Memorial Park: The Meeting
Memorial Park: The Meeting...the past can haunt you every day...
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May 7, 2025 at 5:26 PM
Memorial Park: The Meeting...the past can haunt you every day...
New Flash Fiction
New Flash Fiction
#NCFC Stop the season, I want to get off!!!
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April 21, 2025 at 4:51 PM
#NCFC Stop the season, I want to get off!!!
#NCFC JHT will come out to do a presser. I almost hope he’d say “I’ll be glad to see the back of some of these players, they aren’t even professional enough to see out the season here no matter where they may end up next season. Good riddance.”
April 21, 2025 at 4:48 PM
#NCFC JHT will come out to do a presser. I almost hope he’d say “I’ll be glad to see the back of some of these players, they aren’t even professional enough to see out the season here no matter where they may end up next season. Good riddance.”
And with that our playoff hopes are gone…
April 5, 2025 at 2:38 PM
And with that our playoff hopes are gone…
Memorial Park: Tartarus Rising...this way madness lies...
Memorial Park: Tartarus Rising
Memorial Park: Tartarus Rising...this way madness lies...
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April 2, 2025 at 5:42 PM
Memorial Park: Tartarus Rising...this way madness lies...
Memorial Park: Tartarus Rising
Memorial Park: Tartarus Rising...this way madness lies...
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April 2, 2025 at 5:33 PM
Memorial Park: Tartarus Rising...this way madness lies...
#NCFC It is a bit alarming when our senior players come out and say they have no clue why we keep conceding…I don’t see coaching in their futures…
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March 15, 2025 at 9:35 AM
#NCFC It is a bit alarming when our senior players come out and say they have no clue why we keep conceding…I don’t see coaching in their futures…
#NCFC IMHO I’d be giving minutes to players that could do with the experience ready for next season. Of course, some won’t be here next season: if they’re likely to be sold, they’d still need to play to keep their value, if they’re going to be released, then don’t play them.
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March 15, 2025 at 9:22 AM
#NCFC IMHO I’d be giving minutes to players that could do with the experience ready for next season. Of course, some won’t be here next season: if they’re likely to be sold, they’d still need to play to keep their value, if they’re going to be released, then don’t play them.
The goals against column says it all. Woeful defending across the season. Coach them better or get better players…neither seems to have happened 🤷
March 11, 2025 at 10:23 PM
The goals against column says it all. Woeful defending across the season. Coach them better or get better players…neither seems to have happened 🤷
#NCFC garbage- that’s exactly why we are no where near the playoffs. We are a terrible team defensively
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March 7, 2025 at 10:05 PM
#NCFC garbage- that’s exactly why we are no where near the playoffs. We are a terrible team defensively
Memorial Park: See Emily Play...when does a short cut become a...short cut...?
Memorial Park: See Emily Play
Memorial Park: See Emily Play...a short cut? You won't feel a thing...
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March 4, 2025 at 5:26 PM
Memorial Park: See Emily Play...when does a short cut become a...short cut...?
Memorial Park: See Emily Play
Memorial Park: See Emily Play...a short cut? You won't feel a thing...
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March 4, 2025 at 2:11 PM
Memorial Park: See Emily Play...when does a short cut become a...short cut...?