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  • Poetry » Narrative
    A Girl Dies in Boston

    He sat on the window sill,He closed his eyes and cried.He had never felt so alone before,Until yesterday when his sister happened so suddenly,No one thought her life would end ...

    Chevy - Sun Nov 21, 2004 8:38 pm

  • Poetry » Narrative
    Crime Scene Investigation

    It was the hottest kind of sticky city day, and the first dark stain they found proved not to be blood but a cherry ice pop, dropped and melted from ...

    faith - Sat Nov 20, 2004 8:12 pm

  • Poetry » Narrative

    Hey everyone! I'm really horrible at categorizing poetry but I'm pretty sure this one fits in here. This poem was my baby for a long time and I think I've ...

    aisu_ookami - Fri Nov 19, 2004 2:48 am

  • Poetry » Narrative
    The Gates

    stars whispered, gates closed. fear mounted, as red sun rose. a new day dawned, a battle won. people mourned, for what had begun. ... I would post the next verse ...

    -KayJuran- - Mon Nov 15, 2004 10:47 am

“Such nonsense!" declared Dr Greysteel. "Whoever heard of cats doing anything useful!" "Except for staring at one in a supercilious manner," said Strange. "That has a sort of moral usefulness, I suppose, in making one feel uncomfortable and encouraging sober reflection upon one's imperfections.”
— Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell