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The Way That Stories GoA Poem by Arwen ThatcherThe Way That Stories Go There is a thing or two you need to know About the way that stories go. You see, when I was your age, The stor.. |
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InstructionsA Chapter by JessieInstructions This is not your average story. Reading it straight through will not make sense. Within this story, your choices dictate the plot, th.. |
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ExperimentA Chapter by JessieThe Experiment You wake up with a strange pounding in your head, surrounded by lab equipment. Your wrists are bound to the chair, your ankles.. |
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ParadiseA Chapter by JessieParadise “So you’ll take the surgery? Fantastic.” He bares his teeth again, and this time you’re quite certain that t.. |
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ExitA Chapter by JessieExit “Your answer is no?” The doctor asks, confirming his loss of a patient. “Yes. Please unbind me.” You tug at the s.. |
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ShelterA Chapter by JessieShelter The woods are thick and covered with moss and weeds. It’s hard to find your footing most of the time, but you’ve camped befo.. |
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Rescue ReconA Chapter by JessieRescue Recon You creep down into the tree line where you’re less likely to be seen and form a plan. The doctor, judging by his figure,.. |
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A Note From Someone Who Remembers BirthdaysA Poem by kera moondustIt's an old flames birthday today, and this poem is for him. |
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The Tongue That DaresA Poem by Savannah BlyDare. |
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"Fatal Apocalypse" - Chapter 2: Ben's MumA Chapter by Jason BubbleoBen rushes home to read the Deathornicus. |
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Midnight Meets MuseA Poem by HelenaMidnight Meets Muse Select the book from the dusty shelf where many mites mingle Turn the thin worn pages marked with scratchy qu.. |
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Demolitions & ReconstructionsA Poem by Alfred Kukitz(A Poetic Review) |
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Shadow BloomerA Poem by AnnaThey all seem to think it's such a sweet secret,what a mystery the one is, who holds my blacker heart of coal.But they all have read too many of fairy.. |
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HistoryA Poem by JohannaI wrote this in class today.. I love history and lit, it never stops suprising me. |
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The Blank and Future BookA Poem by David Lewis PagetI’d always thought that books were the same,There wasn’t a lot to choose,They each seep slowly into your brainWith knowledge you can&rsquo.. |
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PetallessA Poem by AnnaI rinse my hair with shots of whiskey,I bathe in black smoke and blood wine.Skin against the air like ice in the sea,emptied aged bottles and aches of.. |
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