A short story

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There was a silhouette of a man standing on the cliffs looking out to sea. It was cold, and still, as the early morning light started to reveal the world.

A sailing ship was moored in the bay and a small rowboat was about halfway to shore.

The man started along the cliff-top path towards the handful of lights around the harbour. He scowled as he walked briskly in the half-light.

The atmosphere in the village was subdued, the day barely started, a light har lingering around the water’s edge. A few people could be heard drinking coffee and having…

David Hope

I think therefore I write. I have an MA in Creative Writing. I write fiction and short thought pieces. There is more about me and my other work on LinkedIn.

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