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Cottontree WoodsA Poem by Avocations of Amberlove from long ago..... |
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PrologueA Chapter by Adam G ThompsonPretty much the first thing i've ever written. Felt like posting. |
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One With the WildA Book by Michael NormanNatalie, born and raised in the forest, has a strange gift of taming animals with just her gaze, touch, and expressions. A strange dilemma occurs when.. |
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Autumn's AllureA Poem by Yvonne RemingtonEnjoying the beauty of a northern autumn |
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FawnA Poem by mippyRunning around on the leaf covered ground.Pattering hooves barely making a sound.I was a fawn, as small as can beand in my forest I knew every tree.In.. |
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Flame of FallA Story by MindIsAnOceanA short story of trial and surprise as a woman struggles to survive. |
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The Wooden HouseA Story by Cristian CornejoJohn Harold and Mary Harold live a life a poverty with their father. Cindy, the stepmother, doesn't like them and wants to get rid of them no matter w.. |
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Meetings in the Woods - Loki and AngrbodaA Book by thehiddlethingsLoki meets Angrboda for the first time while on his travels through the Iron Wood. (This is a mixture of marvel and mythology) |
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Penny CandyA Poem by Rita L. SevFree at dawn |
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Will i ever see my family again?A Story by Ralph StanczukSteve, a family man wakes up in a unknown place. Cold, and scary; with no memories from the past few days. Will he survive? |
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The ArrivalA Poem by Sabarts leaderIn the depths of the woods a person is facing an unbeatable foe, who waits for the arrivals of the unlucky. |
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The Waker of DreamsA Poem by David Lewis Paget‘I’m tired, so tired,’ said Jonathon Black, ‘I can hardly stay awake,’ His wife just stared at the back of .. |
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Lost Girl's PathA Story by Iron K. TagerShe needs to find her way. |
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LabyrinthineA Story by S.VThe yellow grass lay flat for a second in the blow of south wind. The old woman felt the heat of her neck under the shirt-collar trail away from her.. |
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Come homeA Poem by ElinThe forest cries out to me, time to come home. Wander, take inspiration, and write about my beauty it says. Come home my child. The birds will.. |
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