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Cold Eyes in the Storm: Act IA Story by PWyatesTwo journalists embedded in the Himalayas are caught in a blizzard with their Sherpas. Doomed, until they find a cabin. Meeting two men with the sam.. |
A Kentucky Mountain TopA Poem by JamesI remember my fatherwhen I was youngand he still had the lungsof a young man.The dirt under his nails,the black sootthat never washed from the back of.. |
Cold Eyes in the Storm: Act IIA Story by PWyatesThe story continues where we left off. An unnatural baying through the storm has left all of the men in starkly different mindsets. |
Cold Eyes in the Storm: Act IIIA Story by PWyatesThe thrilling conclusion to the exploits of the six stranded men. |
DRAFT - MountainsA Story by Sachi RuayaMountains are defined as ‘a large mass of rock that projects well above its surroundings’ (Earth-Second Edition) or and classified as a na.. |
a Ceremony of SkiesA Poem by Ken Simm.Always travelling |
Not Giving UpA Poem by AlliWhen we fall to our demons- it is not the end. There is always another day, another day to stand and fight, and not give up. |
My imaginationA Poem by Mrudula RaniImagination is more important than knowledge-Albert Einstein |
The Dark WolfA Story by CodaA young girl must hunt to provide for her family, but this hunt takes an unexpected turn. |
THE END OF OPHELIA'S DREAMSA Chapter by Peter RogersonJosiah takes a break in a lake district cottage where he starts to seek a new reality. |
They Come In The Snow: Part IA Story by Ellis HastingsFour men; A sheriff, an elderly chicken farmer, a cowboy, and the lodge owner are snowed into a lodge during a bad storm. To their dismay, the men fin.. |
They Come In The Snow: Part IIA Story by Ellis HastingsFollowing the disappearances of both the Cowboy and the Gambler, Whitey Douglass and The Sheriff are left alone in the lodge as they struggle to outla.. |
The Old frameA Poem by ShwetaA children's poem.. |
Those Mountains will CrumbleA Poem by M. LumiéreIn time, all things are withered and lost. |
Hectic RedA Poem by Earl SchumackerPoppies on the highway hanging out |
Connemara as I saw herA Poem by PatrickPinkTired of posting so much sad boi s**t. Here's something a bit more positive |
cedrus deodaraA Poem by Amber KumarThe balcony of my cottage opens to a diorama of hills, and at the center of it all rests an old Cedar tree. This poem is based on a dream I had on tha.. |
AutumnA Poem by pharaohnicaGreen apples, white linenWarm days and cool nightsAutumn is hereAnd I still thinkOf that irresistible smileShouldersAs broad as the mountains that hid.. |