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NI - Under a Canopy of Lighted StreetsA Chapter by BLLet me know if you want to read more and I will add more content |
N - Maps That Tell LiesA Chapter by BL'The old and forgotten fire has smothered itself in heaps of ash and is only showing dim orange embers. More wood is needed to keep it going. So wil.. |
III - Fractions of Broken SunlightA Chapter by BL'Memories appear in fractions of broken sunlight, reflecting in pools of bright water' [][][][] ‘What news?’ King Duerra asked, his.. |
II - The Lower House of YullaA Chapter by BL'I will put more wood on the fire, it is needed to keep the memories alive, so the story can continue...'[][][][]There was a lower house* in the kin.. |
MansionA Story by Sneha RatakondaIt is a terrible thing to feel alone with so many people in this world. All one needs is just the one person to ease it all. |
Cerulean ShouldersA Story by MiraiThe sun’s rays set on her cerulean shoulders, the gloomy yet ironically peaceful contrast of hues touching to the traveler’s eye. He s.. |
Diamond HeartA Story by MiraiThroughout my life, I had seen some questionable things out of the corner of my eye--a white mouse skittering along the kitchen floor, shadows str.. |
Enjoy His Christmas GiftA Poem by OhiomanIn this CinqTroisDecaLa Rhyme poem, one woman sees another walking in on her and her man about to enjoy his Christmas present. |
Zero SurvivorsA Story by Sneha RatakondaIn the event of a disaster, the deceased leave behind a string of broken victims. Whether they change into survivors or remain victims is the ultimate.. |
I Can't Get DrunkA Poem by Randy JohnsonTHIS FICTIONAL POEM TAKES PLACE IN THE YEAR 1984. |
XXI - People are FleeingA Chapter by BLXXI - People are Fleeing ‘An army is coming, take shelter my poor ears, I cannot stand the sound of the tramping feet. My house is only made .. |
Race Means NothingA Poem by OhiomanThe title of this four line poem happens to be what a guy is saying to his girlfriend before they do something to each other. |
The LiftA Story by FrewA short story based on a school project I did a while back. A solid and comfortable way to start writing on this forum. Savage critique valued and wel.. |
All The Way Up To A CliffA Story by OhiomanA guy sees his girlfriend walking away from a cabin and up to a cliff and getting naked while in a trance like state in this 200 word short story. |
The SaplingsA Story by rjoberleitnerA nomadic tribe rebuilds and contemplates community and governance. |
On This One Back RoadA Poem by OhiomanIn this double etheree poem, the author shares with us what he and a friend saw after they open the doors of a van that they found on a back road. |
Fifteen MinutesA Story by Mariah RenaeTyler I glance up at the clock perched just behind Ms. Bray's left shoulder. 11:35, fifteen minutes till class lets out. Posters of .. |
Permanently on Santa's Naughty ListA Poem by Randy JohnsonSomething happened and my son is pissed.He found out that he's on Santa's naughty list.But he's not only on that list this year, he's on it permanentl.. |
I've Been Expecting YouA Story by OhiomanIn this one line short story, a young man goes into a friend's house and sees that friend's mother drying herself off after a shower. |