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It was a year since I had last sat by this burn by the Fairy Bridge. Legend has it that 900 years before, a fairy queen left her one-year-old baby boy, son of the Clan Chief of Macleod, on the grassy bank by the Bridge, draped in a silken shawl. Through what she described as a 'twisted line', I was her descendent, and it was to her that I had promised to return a year later to the day. 'You are of my line', she had said – five words scorched into my memory.After that meeting, I had spent the night in my hotel bedroom tossing and turning, try...
Submitted to Contest #184
Little did I realise that my visit to Fogarty's Gentleman's Outfitters for Field and Gun would result in the extraordinary events that followed. I needed new walking boots. My current boots had served their time; they were comfortable but badly worn, and they had lost their grip. Fogarty's was in Ring Street, a Dickensian back-alley in my hometown of Brome. The small bell, suspended over the door, tinkled as I went in. It sounded almost embarrassed to be announcing the arrival of a customer. The shop smelt of polish and old clothes. I gl...
Submitted to Contest #168
I was cold and tired; like painting with numbers, I was living by numbers, one job at a time, one day at a time. Inverness Station matched my mood. It was dark and cold, its outlets long closed for the day. I spotted one platform still lit for access. The overnight sleeper for Euston, London, was getting ready for departure. I swiped my mobile at the gate and boarded. Ten minutes to go. The sleeper compartments were all booked, and I had no choice but to reserve a first-class aisle seat facing the direction of travel. I was at the front...
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