On top form, she feels transported out of her formative years.
Transported into a world, in which she is transformed into the form of her own muse.
She is her own fairy godmother, her own fully-formed creation.
Copyright owned by Jay Cool, November 2019
Image by WikimediaImages from Pixabay
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Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.
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