Author Archives: Ken Day

Wasp City (day one)

Sunday 16th April 2011 This morning I first noticed her paper globe nest. I guess I was looking down at my burgeoning plants and failed to register that, instead of scouting for a place, as I had assumed on seeing … Continue reading

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The Boy with a Sword

Six months before, he’d been in the little junk shop on the Quayside, just idly looking, when he saw the slightly curved blade in its plain metal scabbard. He couldn’t keep his hands off it. The yearn for it was intense; he had to have it. Continue reading

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