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ShelteredA Book by Kimberly AdamsKeturah lives in a community that lives like the olden times. She just wants to know what the modern world is like though. But after going to modern s.. |
ShelteredA Chapter by Kimberly AdamsKeturah lives in a community that lives like the olden times. She just wants to know what the modern world is like though. But after going to modern .. |
The Lost CityA Poem by FrontierThe infrastructure of your gazeis the lost citypeople can only see the relicsbut they dream about having lived it |
GoddessA Poem by OrlandoLet me drink from the watersOf your lake or your seaFor the goddess is youAnd the servant is meShare with me all your wisdomGive me all ofyour lightYo.. |
PrologueA Chapter by ashesonfireTezcatlipoca: Walking with Jaguars"When an Aztec god wants you for a mate... He will do anything to have you" The forest was always her sanctuary. The.. |
Walking with Jaguars: Chapter OneA Chapter by ashesonfire***edited lines in boldChapter One Circe woke with a start; hand instinctually clutching to her collarbone.There was no pain, and definitely no blood,.. |
Walking with Jaguars: Chapter TwoA Chapter by ashesonfireChapter Two Circe was exhausted. She had only worked the lunch rush shift, but waiting tables always took it out of her. She smelled of grease, and fr.. |
The Living DeadA Poem by David Lewis PagetI pass my time with the living dead As I sit in my home, alone, As spectres range through my fevered head, I don’t have a telep.. |
The Kuroi te ClanA Chapter by KuandioThe full moon shone in the cold ink of the sky, hovering above the jagged monoliths of the Kakogan-meiro Mountains. Through the .. |
Dream of the ForestsA Chapter by KuandioAyaka descended into the mists of sleep, drowning, then plummeting through the darkness beneath. Further,she fell through clouds and blue s.. |
Dusty ReflectionsA Poem by Harmartia PoeI can’t pry her from the mirror. She sits and stares into stained glass spotted with age -- entranced by the residue of the.. |
The StoneA Book by LindseyMGAn ancient stone collects souls and allows one to live for centuries. But the greed, lust and sins of those souls compound. Only one family can contro.. |
Iron poetry for an Iron FistA Poem by elvenomA short incantation I made for a particular character of mine. Feels motivational, so I decided to post it here. |