We emerged from the trees and saw, right ahead, the bridge that spanned the chasm of the Royal River. The river was dwarfed by the bridge. We could hear the creaking of the wooden slats that were holding up the rails and keeping them in the correct place as well as the birds squawking and…More
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‘The Railroad Bridge’ by Aine McCann
It was about 3 o’clock on a hot afternoon. You could tell it had been raining because the mud on the ground was still damp. As we walked through the forest, we could feel the leaves by the side of the track scratch our skin. The sun had dried them out, making them sharp. We…More
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