Roy Pendle
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Roy Pendle
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Writer, humanist, mediocre golfer roaming the beautiful Northumberland coastline.

Author of:
The Old Jack Tales
From One Word

www.pendle.me.uk
His only escape was through the #dark witches gate, and as her shadow hand squeezed his heart, he saw a grotesque face. "Speak your last words warrior." He looked into her eyes then said, "I see your light and hear your softness, there is beauty and kindness in you." The gate clicked open.

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February 12, 2026 at 10:42 AM
She could spot them from across a crowded room, the sneering, haughty look on their bloated faces gave them away. One #touch of her mother's locket told Kyra the true name of the evil within, and as she whispered it, only she could hear it's withering scream as the sneer turned to a smile.

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February 11, 2026 at 11:28 AM
Susan was positive Dave was stealing her milk from the fridge at work, so she laced it with scotch bonnet chilli sauce, thinking it would give him a bit of a stomach #ache. But when the paramedic said his ulcer had burst, she felt a deep pang of remorse and held his hand in the ambulance.

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February 10, 2026 at 9:40 AM
Kevin had walked the forrest path many times, never noticing the cave before. A faint glow of a handprint on the far wall compelled him to touch it. Seeing his #bones like an x-ray in a big flash of light, the cave and forrest were gone! "Welcome traveller." said a deep voice behind him.

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February 9, 2026 at 9:14 AM
The #pale morning light, fades from the pale grey sky, into the pale grey sea.

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February 8, 2026 at 11:12 AM
Edith, could feel her heart beating faster as the light of the #pale moon shone above her. Giving just enough light to traverse the row of back garden fences like a ninja, she fired the wild flower seed bombs across her neighbours pristine lawns with all her might.

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February 8, 2026 at 8:40 AM