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Sun wraithA Book by Mad Mannered |
RiseA Poem by Adam M. SnowHow cruel is fate, throwing a fork in my road? But I berate that my dues be owed. |
TimeA Poem by Adam M. SnowTick, tick, tock! Tick, tick, tock! Gone are the days, we hold for granted. Ticking away, our life in canted. |
The Chronicles of Fireball: The New AgeA Book by J.W. BlakeThe world is plagued by darkness. All hope has been obliterated, and it's up to one dragon to bring it back. It's time to fight back. It's time to see.. |
Sector Zero: A Rift in Time -teaser-A Book by Adam M. SnowJames Alec, a writer from the present day; finds himself transported into what appears to be his own unfinished novel, in which the year is 3079 where.. |
Hands Stained InkA Poem by Adam M. SnowHands stained ink of black and red. On the brink of what was said, |
GREAT NEWS!!!A Story by Adam M. SnowI have the most wonderful news to share... |
The Birds of BelkalamA Story by SkaelyThe world is at the brink of collapse and in the middle of the war, he has to choose between love and death. But the choice is not easy when you're th.. |
TalentA Poem by Final-KarmaYou are the light of your world. |
The Legend of the ManauiaA Book by Mavis BardA dark kingdom with an ultimate weapon. Seven gems of uncanny power. And a group of heroes who would kill each other rather than save the world. |
Paper RosesA Poem by Adam M. SnowPaper roses and firefly kiss; all up in smoke, by this which imposes, as daylight exposes- |
Time's poetryA Poem by Mrudula Ranilife in its length and width, a temporal existence It is Nature’s poetry in time and space. Each memoir with its own rhyme and reason. In.. |
Wasting AwayA Poem by Adam M. SnowWhat is this? Fading fast beyond our grasp; ticking, tocking. Ev'ry hour stalking; like its prey, we're hunted - a wild game devoured. |
Chapter One: RavenA Chapter by Adam M. SnowThink of this story like Skyrim, but with steampunk added to it. There's elves, orcs, ogre, dragons and all other mythical creatures and new ones as w.. |
O Fragile HeartA Poem by Adam M. SnowThis mechanical heart, beating slowly -- imperfectly. Such fragile, like glass |