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A Light In The Soul

A Light In The Soul

A Chapter by The Red Raven


A light through the curtains. The sounds of the outside world going by. The sound of the wind that made the leaves rustle. It would be another day in ..
Time

Time

A Poem by Marina


Time is a sickness, time is a thief. Time is a transcendent presence beyond our definition of it. So don’t try to define it, because in definin..
Awakening

Awakening

A Chapter by Jividen


How Pingheng arrived into the mortal world and why she must be reborn every few centuries.
Love's echo

Love's echo

A Story by Crystal's Meth


Leah yawned, while stretching out her arms, dramatically. She rested her hands on her hips and stared out her window. It was 5am. The fiery sun was ju..
Leash-on-pets---

Leash-on-pets---

A Poem by Ervin


"Greed, the root of evil and the arbitrary good" A poem I composed back in 9th grade, around 3 years ago.
When Names Escape

When Names Escape

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


Really real estate
Legacy

Legacy

A Story by Blackhart


An incredible archaeological discovery is made. (500 words or less)
A ROSE-TINTED PAST

A ROSE-TINTED PAST

A Story by Peter Rogerson


Does anyone really want to return to the Good Old Days?
The Sip

The Sip

A Poem by Footprints al carbon


It happened over the Pacific.
Chapter Two

Chapter Two

A Chapter by Aquestra


Cionnaye's first day at work
Paul Freedman was Probably Right

Paul Freedman was Probably Right

A Story by Margaret M.


An essay from my blog. I think it needs some polishing.
Blood

Blood

A Poem by Margaret M.


Maybe it was untainted Far back before the birth of history. But I don’t know that. I do know as far as it goes My bloodline is tainted with..
Old Souls

Old Souls

A Poem by Ty


Old Souls
Road to no treasure Chapter 1

Road to no treasure Chapter 1

A Chapter by IMagN


Chapter one, Portraying an ignorant
History

History

A Poem by Jobira


I was born History I cry. Now I know Why.
How To Have Sex

How To Have Sex

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


On a need to basis
To All Of Those Who Made Me

To All Of Those Who Made Me

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell


Everything blooms in the mirror. All things return to where they should be.
folly

folly

A Poem by toza


history repeats itself, era to era
Gloom galore

Gloom galore

A Poem by Aphitenza


Where do I go when I don’t belong homeWhen infestations have overpowered meWhere do I go when I want some peaceWhere I can find some comfort and..