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Speculative Fiction is an inclusive term for Sci-Fi Fantasy, Horror, the weird .
Stories containing familiar things alongside unfamiliar things.An imagined /projected world, linked to what we know but beyond realityThe slightly altered reality that produces massive changeReversal of scientific principles/gender/ race/ species
The Lady of the Flock
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From side to side neath the sky,
Ranges the heather and gorse so high,
Many flagged in Blackdeek does water lie.
Clothes its world in knots that tie.
While Thro’ Blackheath, a track runs by,
The yellow-petalled flags stand tall
Nod their heads, as in freefall
She drops by for bathing privacy
Sady, Lady of the flock
I'd never been to court before,
Never seen the majesty of law,
Now here I sit to see the wife, who ruled full forty years of my life,
Arrested, standing head bowed in dock
Guilty of stealing food from stock
A woman of good character says the Judge,'
I know better, she's made my life a drudge.
'Whatever possessed her to steal,' says his Honour,
'Moments of madness must have come upon her,
'Seven cans of peaches had been her main haul,
Plus a few extra bits, that was all.'
The Judge in his wisdom gave forth his decree,
'I must make an example of you don't you see?
Seven Cans of peaches you'll serve seven days inside
One pint of milk - one other day beside.
Two days for two loaves - let this be a lesson,
Ten days it will be , before you leave prison.'
I couldn't bear to see her sentenced ten days out of hand,
I jumped to my feet I had to yell and stand,
'Your honour, ten items for...