Four little ditties conjured while traversing the landscape on a train, or flying through a skyscape of clouds on a plane, or on precious stay-at-home Sunday, enveloped in duvet, refusing to get out of bed, idly allowing the pen to dance on the page.
Update: these stories have been taken down to protect them from AI tools scraping content – stealing content. I am happy to freely share content that I have created but I am not happy to see it stolen and not credited.
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