Lex Barrie

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FADE IN EXT. APPLEWOOD FARM – EVENING (MIDNIGHT) – ESTABLISHING Basking in the light of the harvest moon, on the outskirts of WEAVER apple orchard, an old barn stands. The paint is faded and the wood is worn and molded, smelling of sewage. Darkness falls over it suddenly, as a faint weeping can be heard …

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I would just like to mention on the side that I have reached 1,000 posts on The Write Practice (which is the group in which I do my creative writing course through) 🙂 The other thing I wanted to talk about though was death. The death of a man who set the platform for what …

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