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Deb E, the DJ name of aspiring author/illustrator Deb Howell with passions for music (listening/dancing to it), animals (hanging out with them), writing (doing it), drawing (yep, doing that, too) and reading (also a doing).
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Reaching for the stars. The moon will do fine, thank you.

That barn. Shaded by the canopy of the silver dollar tree. I can already feel the tremours starting. Ben and Jimmy skip through the tussock ahead, but I'm frozen, my head filled with the hiss of wind-swept grasses. And memories. The only cheery thing here is the trill of a tui. That old barn, its roof painted red some time...

158 words by D Howell

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Leaving yet another small town behind, Jonas swung from Chino’s back and punched a tree.

Things were not going well. They had zigzagged through every Turhmos town that lay roughly between Brurun and Duffirk, the capital of Turhmos. Jonas suspected that was where Braph was, but there was no telling for sure. He could...

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“Do you like Gaemil?”

“Of course, I do,” Anya replied, almost too quickly. They had reached the door to her suite of rooms and she pushed the door wide open. Inside was a huge bed, covered in pillows and luxurious cream sheets and blankets. Llew only had a single bed in her room. Anya’s could have slept five.

At the...

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She made her way through the tall trees, skirting around and stepping over low ferns, looking for signs of his passing. She found him sitting, his back against a tree, facing the creek at its widest point, where it appeared almost stagnant under a layer of tiny gold and red leaves. Here the soil was dark, damp and...

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The two men stood, nearly nose-to-nose for what seemed an eternity. It was Jonas who lashed out first. It was just a shove, but what a shove. Braph went flying back.

But, he didn’t crash to the ground. He managed to control the fall, land on his feet and propel himself back at Jonas, and then it was Jonas’ turn to be...

1006 words by D Howell

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Another villa hall with as many wall-hangings might have been considered cosy, but Braph’s walls exhibited a hardness that reflected the man himself. Metal gadgets of manifold shape, size and purpose ornamented either side of the dim hallway. There were no windows - the only light ducked through those doors that stood...

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