Gillian Pegg
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Stories (13/0)
Where Mermaids Dwell
I like it, here in the dark. Down here, in the deepest part of the tank, I can pretend I'm far away. I can pretend I'm back home, where the lull of the waves speak to me, whisper secrets and stories. But I cannot hear the voice of the sea here, cased behind this wretched glass.
By Gillian Peggabout a year ago in Fiction
The Penultimate
Foalan went with the northern wind, his great silver eyes shutting as the canopy of firs and pines rustled. His last breath would be carried on the breeze, to tell the story or his long life to whomever might listen for it. Good. Thought Saorla, resting a gentle claw against his scaled cheek. The wind will take him home to to mountains. Home to the ghosts that stand watch at the Blue Flame Keep.
By Gillian Peggabout a year ago in Fiction
- Runner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge
- Runner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge
Terracotta ShardsRunner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge
“Have you ever wondered what it felt like?” The question hangs in the air, ringing in my ears like reverberating metal. I blow out a puff of silver cigarette smoke, and it swirls away into the night sky.
By Gillian Pegg2 years ago in Fiction
Once More
Orla had never been late for her morning walk. Not in 52 years. She shut the whitewashed cottage door with a muffled thud. Down the front garden path she went, the scent of late roses brushing against her. The early morning light was still grey, the bleak light before the bright burst of sunrise.
By Gillian Pegg2 years ago in Fiction
Castle by the Sea
The decrepit stone cottage stood at the edge of the cliff like a bird in her nest overlooking the shoreline below. It had a sloping, uneven roof and peeling, tightly closed shutters. The ivy growing wildly along the walls had interlaced itself right over the door.
By Gillian Pegg3 years ago in Fiction
- Second Place in SFS 8: Pear Tree Challenge