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Cinnamon Flavoured Friendship
The city moved by in a swirl of neon lights, and Yuyan caught snatches of laughter through the bus window. It was late at night, and yet...
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Lost Marbles
The door to the shop opened and sent dust flying into the air. Minty stuck her head out from behind a stack of books to see a young man...
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A Spirit of Love
Julian watched the carriage light swing gently as the train made its way through the mountains. It was old and Victorian with a medley of...
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Why I Write
Have you ever looked at what other people's work and thought that you could never compete with it? Have you ever finished a book and...
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Where The Grass Is Greener
Poppy traced the tattoos on Sam's arm, fascinated by pictures of the most beautiful things. Her favourite was the little girl that sat on...