Draw me a Dream

He parked his car in the multi-story, got out and breathed the cold air in. The rain swayed in through the upper open plan area like a slow swarm of midges. The sky was the colour of a 4B pencil. He walked to the lifts and rode the grey box down to the ground floor. He came out of the car park and walked the brown brick path. Tall brick buildings rose on either side of him and met the dull sky with a shrug. When he arrived at the building he was heading to he could see people dodging the rain and checking their itineraries, and their phones, their heads all down and their eyes busy…

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Sea Creatures

They walked the beach at Arbroath, the wind blasting shrapnel of salt and seawater at their faces. The remains of a late-night seafront barbeque were scattered with pebbles and shells on the sand. It was early morning. A woman in a grey duffle coat trailing a small scruffy dog walked towards them by the water’s edge. Full bottomed clouds roamed the sky and the sea rumbled.

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