Tag Archives: Gaelle

This is the last time

Posted on 07/06/2022 by writingbrussels

“This is the last time…” Eddy told himself exasperated. He slid his diving goggles over his eyes. The summer sun was now high in the sky and he could feel himself sweating under his diving suit. Parking in this neighbourhood … Continue reading →

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For just a few minutes

Posted on 12/01/2021 by gaelle6

First it had been music, now it was theatre. After initially feeling annoyed, Diana had ended up giving in to this strong artistic pulse that kept on coming from below her feet. It seemed that whatever way you tried to … Continue reading →

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This is the End

Posted on 23/11/2018 by writingbrussels

The traveller awoke before dawn; he put his hat on and walked out of his room. He had been running from the law for a while now and had grown into being cautious in every thing he did. He had … Continue reading →

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