Iris once more found herself staring out of a train window. The difference this time was that the scenery flashing past was English countryside rather than French. It seemed as though she had been either on a train or a boat constantly for such a long time. Would this journey never come to an end?
Friday, August 25, 2006
55 Fiction Friday
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3 comments:
It all sounds very promising, Osquer.
Back from vacation!
Yay! Welcome back, Captain!
...let's hope not,at least not soon...loving it:-)
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