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Slgtlyscatt3red
Slightly scattered. Just a woman with autism and ADHD that loves to write poetry, create art, and sing.
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The Clockmaker’s Secret
In the narrow village of Alder Row, where every house leaned a little as though whispering to its neighbor, there stood a tiny clock shop at the very end of the street. Its windows were crowded with ticking things—gold pocket watches, carved cuckoo clocks, tiny brass timepieces shaped like moons and swans. The shop belonged to an old man named Mr. Vale, who had hands so steady that people said he could repair time itself if it ever broke. Most laughed when they said it, but Nico, a quiet thirteen-year-old who delivered bread each morning, never laughed. He believed there was something unusual about the shop, especially because the clocks inside never seemed to agree with the rest of the world.
By Sudais Durankyabout 11 hours ago in Art
Turquoise Clouds in a Green Sky
“I always remember the first time I saw the green sky and the turquoise clouds skating across it.” These words had stayed with Alice Barrett for two years. She’d been six- years-old and snuggled next to her great-grandmother, known to nearly all the family as Granny Rose, on a large, rather uncomfortable armchair. Granny Rose had been telling her a story, at least that’s what Alice believed, but it was a strange memory, blurry apart from those few words.
By Matthew Bathama day ago in Fiction
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