My Diary: The Angel Rises

Out in the morning,‭ ‬through the portals guarded by now old ladies with computer controlled shopping trolleys.‭ ‬After one cup of tea I returned to the spider’s lair,‭ ‬having glanced back at the silver hill with it’s secret pathways in the middle of the hedge rows.‭ ‬I got home in time to dance on a pencil tip.‭ ‬When I glanced down at the map I had drawn it revealed the house where I used to live.‭

The Angel Rises

The Angel Rises

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