Quill Pen Scratchings
Historical Fiction and other musings
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Chapter 5 A cool breeze caressed Edmund’s face. He was very warm, and the soft wind lulled him into consciousness. He opened his eyes and looked up at the tented ceiling gently rippling. He was still in his clothes. The coat he had worn was lying in a heap on the wooden floor, as was…
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Chapter 4 Edmund’s stomach was being pulled tightly into a knot. Knox guided the Nieuport bumpily down to one end of the field, and then with a deafening roar, he put the throttle to full and the plane began lumbering forward and picking up speed, Edmund felt as if he was going to be shaken…
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Chapter 3 Morning came quickly. Edmund felt as if he had just closed his eyes when the bugles sounded marking the new day. Flurry had taken him to one of the long low wooden buildings with a canvas tent roof and given him a cot to sleep in. When they were on their way back…
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Edmund’s stomach was grumbling ominously as he stepped off the train and onto the concrete platform. He had a great pain in his middle section. On the back side of the platform was a railing, with woods and a few houses off in the distance. He walked over to a ticket window that sat in…
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Welcome to whoever finds their way here! I have written quite a lot both personally and professionally, but I have never done anything with my writing outside of work, so I thought I would use WordPress to post some things–some old and some new–that I have written over the years, and also some things I…
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