Monthly Archives: March, 2015

For Violet – The Huon River

The frost had settled hard on the grass. It was a cold, clear night and the moonlight lay flat across the absolute calm of the river. The woman lay still. It had not always been like this. Winds had blown across her face as she sat in the sidecar of a bike as a young …

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For Violet – The Huon River

Originally posted on Glass Onion Stories:
The frost had settled hard on the grass.  It was a cold, clear night and the moonlight lay flat across the absolute calm of the river.  The woman lay still. It had not always been like this.  Winds had blown across her face as she sat in the sidecar…

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