The Train

Old station clock, Bits of Thought, Bernice Zieba

The screeching noise of the train breaks didn’t make the young woman shudder, unlike the chatting people around her, even though, she had more reason to be frightened than anyone…

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Bubbling Sea

Waves at sea, Bits of Thought, Bernice Zieba

She felt a bubbling sea rising up in her as she grew angrier and angrier. She ordered the boiling waves to retreat. They obeyed. All she said in the end…

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Jane Banbury’s Dream

A cup of tea, Bits of Thought, Bernice Zieba

Jane Banbury was sitting at her desk. It was a dark desk, made of solid wood. Empty, apart from sheets of lined paper, an ink pen, a mild table lamp…

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