The Miser and The Demon

Tallis Steelyard

The story continues on https://annetterochelleaben.wordpress.com/2019/02/20/the-miser-and-the-demon/

Benor was walking down Slip Pike Lane at a steady pace. Anybody watching him might have noted that his stride was precise, each step exactly the same length as the last. Somebody particularly observant might have noticed that every ten paces, Benor made a mark on a piece of paper with an indelible pencil. At this point they might have realised that they were witnessing a cartographer at work.
Slip Pike Lane is one of the streets that run parallel to Ropewalk. The
original houses were all quite large and now virtually all of them have been divided into apartments. Benor quite liked the area, the houses were solid, everything looked reasonably well maintained and the people put on a brave face and made the best of a very modest prosperity. One house had caught Benor’s eye. Perhaps alone of all the houses on the street it appeared to be derelict. There was no glass…

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8 thoughts on “The Miser and The Demon

  1. Having a mother who was a teacher, perhaps I just learned to make up stories really fast 🙂

    Actually it strikes me that it is part of the art of a story teller and something we ought to practice. For a start it means that as a writer you aren’t staring at that blank sheet of paper.
    We’ve got somebody else doing some of the heavy lifting alongside us 🙂

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