Lacunae: Chapter 5

Lacunae: Chapter 5

Hello all – time for Lacunae: Chapter 5!

Originally, this was going to be a prologue. Whilst I still like it as such, I’m hoping it works better to move the story along as a chapter. It has a completely different tone to the rest that I hope to develop for certain sections going forward.

I have posted it before, as flash fiction, although this has some additions – previous comments had wanted more details on the ‘characters’, which I’ve tried to address.

Anyway, hope you like it. As always, comments and you stopping by to read it are much appreciated! 🙂

If you missed Lacunae: Chapter 1, you can go right back to the beginning and read it HERE.


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FIVE

Clouds rumbled overhead, heralding the arrival of rain. The first drops met the ground sporadically, evaporating on the scorched earth, yet soon began to fall with more urgency, each grounded drip attracted to another like a magnet. They quickly joined forces, grouping to form rivulets, as they forged an unrelenting path through the desert sand.

Spurred on by the legions of droplets rushing to join from above, the liquid fingers spread outwards, searching for cracks to explore. Downwards they groped, caressing the untouched rock, probing further. Once the route had been scouted, ahead of the torrent, the eager surge asserted control, breaking through into…

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Lacunae: Chapter 4

Lacunae: Chapter 4

The next installment to continue the tale of Lacunae – Here’s Chapter 4. It’s a long-ish one again, but figured I’d keep it together this time, as some people read out of sync with Ch.3

I hope you’re enjoying it so far – feedback in the comments always appreciated!

If you missed Lacunae: Chapter 1, you can go right back to the beginning and read it HERE.


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FOUR

The walk home highlighted damage from the earlier quake. Most of the townsfolk were going about their business as if nothing had happened but Cooper noticed shop workers re-assembling displays and could see the local convenience store was lacking its window.  Fragments of glass littered the walkway and staff were redirecting pedestrians away from the hazard.

The further Coop travelled from the centre of Verdura, the less damage he saw. Although some routes appeared to have surface cracks that he was sure weren’t there on his morning walk, it seemed buildings in the outskirts had avoided major destruction. Perhaps they had all over-reacted in O’Rourkes.

As he entered his own, unscathed driveway, he could see Mrs Bradford busying herself in the kitchen. He had little time to cross the threshold of his home before she swooped in and grabbed the bottle her son was carrying.

“What took you so long? We won’t have time to chill this properly before dinner now. And hi, thanks, how was your day?” The exhausted features of Cooper’s mother melted into a smile that had helped heal many. Nurse Eva commanded strength and beauty despite long hours.

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Tea-lightful, Tea-licious!

Tea-lightful, Tea-licious!

Tea. A beverage that is synonymous with Britain and images of quaint cafes offering cakes on doily-covered plates, to be enjoyed at a leisurely pace, in front of a portrait of the Queen.

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Unlike its brash cousin, coffee, that seems relentless in its world domination of morning pick-me-ups, tea has a history of lengthy rituals and strict rules that are often more important than the ultimate consumption.

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Wednesday Lensday: Paper City

Wednesday Lensday: Paper City

On Sunday, we managed to catch the last day of a sculpture exhibition in and around Hull’s Humber Street. The area where the marina stands was once a dock and Humber Street was a hub for traders, particularly fruit merchants.

However, it fell into decline and lay mostly derelict for some years, before being transformed into an eclectic mix of bars, restaurants, artisan cafes, music venues and art galleries.

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Above: an installation in the art gallery – blow it and it lights up in different colours!

So it was the natural choice to house the Paper City exhibit, part of the City of Culture events. The ten day display explored our relationship with paper and play, with eight artists and designers invited to create something using one of the most fundamental mediums for creativity.

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Lacunae: Chapter 3 (Cont.)

Lacunae: Chapter 3 (Cont.)

As promised yesterday, here’s the continuation of Lacunae: Chapter 3. I hope you enjoy it. Let me know your thoughts in the comments!

If you missed Lacunae: Chapter 1, you can go right back to the beginning and read it HERE.


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“I told you! But no, nobody listens to little Iris do they?” Iris’ panicked tone broke the stunned atmosphere that had descended in the bar, making all three men jump. Engrossed in the news report, Cooper hadn’t seen her return from the bathroom.

“Jesus Sis,turn it down a notch! And what precisely did you tell me about, because I don’t remember you saying anything about evacuations, acid rain and possible death!”

“The volcano! This is bad, really bad. People could die Coop, or get melted by some acidic downpour and that man knew! He predicted it, with all his talk of fire water and sky demons and what happened? They locked him up to keep it quiet. It’s a conspiracy, they don’t want the public to know they messed up their monitoring and now it’s too late to save people, oh God…”

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