Short Story

I like to imagine things. And while looking through some tourist guides of Wexford i hit on a couple of lines that sparked a bit of imagination. This meant sitting up late on Friday night with the laptop taking the brunt of things. I don't claim to be a good writer or a good story teller. But i do enjoy it, so here's the first draft of a short story:

Alexander Roche of Artramont




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