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Day 4 – Cheshire Plain

10 minutes ago he had pulled into the national trust car park by the wizard pub. Managing to swap a £20 note for some change at the NT membership stand he had paid the car park fees. Hiking boots on he set of down the path to the Edge.
Turning left he made his way up to he slight incline that would lead him to his destiny.
The path was surrounded on either sides by fir trees and sliver birches. As it was a NT site the paths had been worked on and managed. But the area still had the feel it had when he was a kid . Smiling as he watched the young families running around, playing at sword fighting and some playing hide and seek. It was if he was not there and the world moved on without realising what was about to happen.
He reached the clearing the sandstone rock was as he remembered the old mine gauged in to it the uneven surface and at the highest point a neatly cut square slab that fitted almost perfectly into a hole. It was known locally as Devils grave, no one really knew why it was there. It didn’t actually go anywhere if you followed the one of the mine gauges it would take you under the slab.
Sam walked over to Devils grave he stepped on to stone. Nothing happened, well what did he expect something mystical?

As he stood there he felt the wind change , taking in the view towards the Peak District it was an awesome sight. To his left was a tree beneath it a mad made concrete plinth that was to commemorate a local dignitary. A family was standing on it taking pictures of each other and selfies. Sam walked over to the tree and leaned against it, watching the world just carry on in front of him. The plinth was now clear, he walked on to the top of the plinth, his breath stilled as his feet both touched the concrete edifice. Nothing happened, he smiled and let out his breath. Thinking they lied it was a local legend why was I so nervous?

There was an audible crack and the plinth was empty the families on the Edge stopped what the were doing and looked puzzled at one another. They returned back to the games and the conversations as if nothing had happened.

Day 3 – a mouse

He sat on the porch
It was pitch black
but  for a torch
With it he went for a walk

The street was quiet
Nothing was stirring
Not even a riot
Yet a mouse was purring

The snow came down
The balloon went up
A crowd had grown
Up went the pup

The snow was blizzarding
The balloon and pup raised higher
In an eastly direction it was travelling
Then it was Gone

Day 2 – Doodle time

Here are some doodles whilst I was waiting my tea to cook

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Sword fighting

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Animal time

Day 1 – 100 days – Talexp

So 100 days started today, and I am lucky for it is my turn to do the next part of the story. Which I have done and will be posting at 9am on Monday.

Day 70 : The White Flag

Well this was the last day I was creative , hold my hand up and wave the White Flag of defeat. Life in this modern world is busy and when you have a young family  to look after makes it difficult .  After finally get his  lordship asleep by 10pm,  the evening was at and an end and I was shattered.

 

But this was  my last effort ?

 

 But since the end of the last century the world had got “cocky”.

Thought it knew it was over the last of hells minions destroyed. Thought it could solve  it problems turned it’s back on religious or spiritual ways.

The cult of the Atheist. Was having its day, it’s delusion and that was the final seal to break.

My feet I can feel them once more, wriggle them like I can with my fingers. I have hands.

Raising his hands to his face that too was becoming whole. Only  time will tell if all his powers where in place. He began to count down from ten.

as he reached five, a sound of the thunder cracking of head and a whistling noise could be heard.

Two

The fissure widen further and he raised his arms and gripes the walls.

One

He bent his knees ready to push

Zero