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HOW THE PEN GOT ITS INKA Story by Peter RogersonHave you ever wondered if what are looked on as modern inventions had an earlier existence in the dim past? If so, wonder no more.... |
Fish Stick DayA Story by MelissaAndresShort little short story about a family thrown into turmoil after a family hunting trip goes terribly wrong. |
Microstory 145: Laurence CardinalA Story by Nick FishermanThis is an experimental Bellevue Profile microstory. The introduction can be found in Microstory 101. More to follow. |
Saving a SoulA Book by ZoeKaylie finds an injured deer in the woods and tries to nurse it back to help and track-down the poacher. |
The White StagA Story by Eric OteroA short horror story of a man trying to hunt down a local legend. |
The World You'd Like to Live inA Story by JesseLKelloggThis is a writing of my opinion on gun control. |
Cronicles of The Rising: End of ChainsA Book by TabaDWith her Rider stuck in a coma, Furia is forced to carry on by herself. For good or for bad, new adventures find their way to her along with the unfin.. |
May 5, 2059A Chapter by Nick FishermanThe Cleanser had been right about “the next Reaver” coming. Mateo just didn’t think he meant so soon. Though, to be fair, it was tec.. |
Hunters' PrayerA Poem by JulI want people to understand how much more there is to hunting, and the connection between the hunter, nature, and the animals. There is a deep spiritu.. |
Everetts' LetterA Story by JulFor a special friend of mine that is moving to Idaho. A hunter just like me. |
We Are HuntersA Story by JulWe Are Hunters Frost glistens on the stiff, brittle, strands of grass. The early morning air is frigid; the cold seeps easily to the bone. Despite .. |
Surprise ResourcesA Chapter by TabaDFuria's rider is back, and with him some old habits as well. As if Furia's injuries weren't enough to endure, she had to make clear her position of "n.. |
THE BIRTH OF GOD.A Story by Peter RogersonThere had to be an imaginative spark once upon a time, didn't there? |
Straight to the HeartA Chapter by TabaDOne can't simply tell who are we going to fall for. |
Little Man.A Poem by i.am.the.sun.A cannibal of currencyyou’re not yourself anymore.Became your purse long agosense of self tied to coinsof which you’ve never held.Little m.. |
A Good Day for a Last KillA Chapter by TabaDLast battle for some... Last day for many. |
FourA Story by Hunter HughesA short story to pass the time! |
The FallA Chapter by TabaDThe end of the darkest hour and the result to which is bound any rising. |