A Platoon on the Edge In the hush of the third field‑green dawn, the twenty‑four lads stand shoulder to shoulder, their boots freshly scoured off old gravel, ready for the gasp of the next
Read more →The Iron Giant In a loft above little Grimsby’s soot‑laden square, a child named Hogarth finds a rumoured tin‑beast, an iron‑clad ghost with a heart beating like a drum, wise‑speaking steel that would have
Read more →The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (A Sonnet in Western Colours) In the dusty lanes of a sun‑burnt frontier town, A lawman’s silhouette crossed the wooden rail, While gossip swirled like
Read more →Between the buzz of cables and the glow of screens, A hidden web unfurls in quiet, electric dreams; Every fibre, every socket, a silent spoke, Carrying whispers of data, immense and awoke.
Read more →The Exorcist In a pew the pewed sands do feel a chill, A whispered creak in the vaulted nave, The altar’s wax‑thin light seems to spill Its sacred fire upon a man who dares
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