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Cassis stood completely still, his heartbeat excellently controlled. The only way you could tell he was still breathing was from the hot air leaving his mouth, forcing it's way in to the cold night and turning a cloudy white as it was illum…

The Deer -1 (Constructive Comments Welcome ) • Opuss № I

Opuss is new to me, I believe it sets me free. You can write with love, You can write with hate. You can write to explain what you thought of a date. I can create, type and jot, Wether I believe it's read or not. It's like a drink, It h…

Opus To Opuss • Opuss № I

A splatter of fire ripped through the torn curtains. The windows had long been smashed and shattered by the rumble of shells and the splattering of shrapnel. As I sat, knees to my chin, knife in my right hand around my legs, other hand hold…

On The Bus.... • Opuss № I

Morning to you, A brush and a wee. Morning to you, Some toast and some tea. Morning to you, A book for an hour. Morning to you, I'll jump in the shower. Morning to you, Lock the front door. Morning to you, The man that said.......... "goo…

Morning • Opuss № I

"Above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most likely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find out" Roald Dahl If you keep looking hard enough, y…

Secrets Are Everywhere • Opuss № I

He was the type of person that gave of a 'I think I'll cross the street to avoid' sort of feeling. He had a pale, mottled complexion with bruises on his cheeks and forehead; I would often imagine wild and fantastic ways in which he may have…

A Leather Satchel (thoughts, ideas And comments welcome) • Opuss № I

As I was lying there on my back, the soft prickles of grass touching my bare arms, I looked up at the sun shining through the gaps between leaf and branch. The sun was surrounded by pulsating and undulating lines of yellow, gold, orange and…

Opening (comments encouraged and welcome) • Opuss № I