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103 – Norse Myths 03 – Tale of the Valkyrie

The third of ten Norse myths tells of the story of the Valkyrie, Odin’s shield maidens who bring the fallen heroes of battle to the everlasting rewards of Valhalla. The Valkyrs. Odin’s special attendants, the Valkyrs, or battle maidens, were either his daughters, like Brunhild, or the offspring of mortal kings, maidens who were privileged to remain immortal and invulnerable …

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Micro-fiction 100 – Machines Discarded II (Post-Apocalypse series)

Continuing from Machines Discarded Part One. Past and present churn together as the dark tale of discarded machines opens out to the future of humankind and the long shadow of primordial dread… Machines Discarded. Part Two. The day she discovered a discarded metal creature. In the melee, with the light streaming from the head of the fallen robot, casting its …

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Micro-fiction 096 – The Green Man (Myths series)

A tale of an ancient spirit, a ruined planet, of loss and grief, but hope renewed in the Green Man… The Green Man. I remember the berry. It has a greenish, red hue. I’m not sure what it is except a curious reminder of a world lost, of woodlands now consumed, of gardens destroyed by the searing summers and wretched …

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Micro-fiction 095 – Obsession (Echoes series)

A dark tale of obsession, psychological terror, a mansion, a sculptor and a curious friend. Obsession. “But he loves me!” Josephine whispered, leaning in to her friend who had travelled up from the big City. They were tucked in to a corner, close by the door of the little cafe. “Is this what you call love? He’s sitting over there, …