S. J. Fisk
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Chapter 1A Chapter by S. J. FiskThe funeral was well attended considering Uncle Morin’s advanced age, and there were many offered condolences. Tynlin smiled politely at the mu.. |
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The Fallen DanaeA Book by S. J. Fisk |
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Chapter 1A Chapter by S. J. Fiskintroduction to the main characters and the world they inhabit |
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Chapter 2A Chapter by S. J. FiskThe crowd was pressed against the front of the stage, some like vultures waiting to watch the inevitable destruction of human life, some come to see i.. |
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Chapter 3A Chapter by S. J. FiskThe images from her dream still played across her features as if they were a blank screen hosting a nightmare viewing, but her mind cleared quickl.. |
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Chapter 4A Chapter by S. J. FiskThe scent of lavender and sage wafted towards her nostrils as a gentle smile played across her features. The moon had risen and she stretched agains.. |
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A Little Shred of VisionA Poem by S. J. FiskThere is the thought that one is constantly waiting, wanting, wishing, and hoping for that special moment in life where everything becomes clear and w.. |
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SmokingA Poem by S. J. FiskI want a cigarette. I've wanted a cigarette for days. I accidentally quit. See, with getting sick, I couldn't actually breathe...so smoking was out of.. |
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ManiaA Poem by S. J. FiskThe rage has fallen (yet again) When does this end? This cycle of fruitless battles. Of pushing that membrane between mania and sane. Wh.. |
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