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The Blue Skull – Answer to a challenge

There was a challenge on tumblr to make a poem about this print. This is my entry. The Blue Skull In the mud of a hollow well, my bones rotting lie in the darkness of the day Black bugs crawl through the digits of my toes digging holes in the place where flesh once lay … Continue reading

A Sherlock mini fan fic for the 500 club

This story is written in response to this post. “There Sherlock!” John yelled, “He must have ditched the jewels as soon as he heard the police siren.” John Watson jumped out of the cab and ran down the muddy slope.  The March rain began to patter against the concrete walkway as he slipped and slid … Continue reading