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24/1/2017 0 Comments

The Hunger

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"Right there folks, Lets go now! Move it on there now folks!"

The loud drawl of the security man calling time is a thing often heard. Even in Ireland bars do have to close at some point. I downed the last of my pint and rose to don my coat. My companion slipped nimbly to his broad feet despite his large size, the full pint still in his meaty fist.

"You right there Big D? Need to leave that one behind do you?"


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1/1/2017 0 Comments

Across the Ninth Wave.

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Nine.

The salt spray moistened his face as the storm's wind whipped the wave tips to froth.nThunder bellowed across the sea sky and rumbled its way toward the land.

The Dagda stood upon the shore, the wash of the waves rolling up across his broad feet. He had stood so since his arrival at this place. The place she had said he should wait.
As the waves receded, the Dagda started the count again.


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