tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59485964866870160782024-12-19T03:29:59.676+00:00Quiguihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05602742240626521732noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948596486687016078.post-46738723094161990902011-05-21T02:43:00.000+01:002011-05-21T09:29:53.205+01:00<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Title:</b> The Beech </span><br> <b>Date Written: </b>September 2010 <br> <b>Notes:</b> My entry for a Creative Writing competition, on <a href="http://jmcafe.proboards.com/index.cgi">Juliet Marillier Café</a>.<br> <br> The text couldn&#39;t be more than 1000 words and had to include all four of these objects:<br> * A pool of water<br> * A flower or plant<br> * A flame or fire<br> * The north wind<br> <br> <b>The Beech </b><br> The Beech stood tall in the clearing. Around it only its fallen leaves and a few weeds could be seen. Here and there a rock peeked under the yellowed foliage. And outside the clearing the forest spread, oaks and rowans mingled with other beeches, but none as great as The Beech. <br> <a href="http://quiguiwrites.blogspot.com/2011/05/beech.html#more">Read more »</a>Quiguihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05602742240626521732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5948596486687016078.post-55266491909294095132011-05-20T23:07:00.000+01:002011-05-20T23:07:24.391+01:00Hello everyone!<br /> <br /> This blog will be home for my writings. I'll try to post regularly, but beware, most of what is post is unedited, and never read by anyone but me.<br /> <br /> Feel free to comment. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.Quiguihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05602742240626521732noreply@blogger.com0