Nineveh Fades Extract – Part Three
As she worked in the trench, she could not escape the whiff of starfish souls, of the green plants that clung to the shore when the tide went out. She dug further and further,...
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As she worked in the trench, she could not escape the whiff of starfish souls, of the green plants that clung to the shore when the tide went out. She dug further and further,...
The below is an edited extract from my novel, Nineveh Fades, or, The Bomb Shelter. Over the days, she built up courage to walk towards the edge of her tower, taking one slow step...
The below is an edited extract from my novel, Nineveh Fades, or, The Bomb Shelter. Growing up in New York, it was easy to imagine that one day a large tide would sweep away...