Ben Peachey
Bio
Ben was born in 1989 in Berkshire, and grew up in Newbury, near the famous Greenham Airbase. He recently moved to Frome, Somerset with his more intelligent other half. He seriously hopes the countryside will re-inspire his creative outputs.
Stories (2/0)
A Chippy Tea
Rolling hills of long grass and shrubland give way to dunes of crisp, golden sand. Sand that singes your feet as you saunter across it. Heading towards the ocean, a cooling, salty breeze refreshes the skin and stings the eyes. As you leave the trail, heading towards the beach, the smell of farmland gives way to an earthy, umami scent of seaweed filling the olfactory glands. Sunlight dapples in the rockpools around you, as all manner of tiny crustacea play, untroubled by the day-to-day ways of people.
By Ben Peachey2 years ago in Feast
The Hallowed Vessel
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. Lita pondered to herself, they disappeared millennia ago. At least according to the old textbooks she’d read back home. But why? She didn’t have time to ponder long before a wave came crashing down upon her, flooding the deck for the moment, before running out of the gullies at the sides of the ship. The weather was certainly worsening.
By Ben Peachey2 years ago in Fiction
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