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    .. you might not understand if you haven't read the stories, but feel free to correct my tenses, grammar, comma use, etc etc etc.. Magical realism is as a type ...


    jenna - Feb 9, 2008 - 7 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Its Last Moments
    9

    Please tell me what you think of it! Its Last Moments It kissed my hand and then looks up. Forlorn brown eyes stared into mine. I pet the head and ...


    kittykat - Feb 9, 2008 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    What do you see?
    10

    What do you see when you close your eyes? A million tiny dots? What you had for breakfast? A loved one's face? Perhaps you see God. Good for you. Let ...


    Eimear - Feb 9, 2008 - 1 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    Fragile Bones. (Has been shattered)
    12

    I'm afraid that I'd have to remove this if I want to get it published and not 'stolen' though I have copywrite... anyhow, thanks for the replies and feedback, it ...


    Jen_Li_Ha - Feb 9, 2008 - 1 min read

  • Short Story » General
    Blackened
    3

    Just for all my friends on this site, em and camille, this is about Edward and me, and also how I feel sometimes, (and I do still like him. Shhhhhh!) ...


    shanan-cat - Feb 9, 2008 - 3 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Historical Fiction
    By The Light Of A Silver Candle-now with extra two chapters!
    2

    Chapter Two No Daughter of Mine! “I did not kill him.” Muttered Amy, quietly. “She has sworn on her Grandfather’s ashes, John! What more do you want?” Demanded Mary Billington, ...


    *lilmisswritergal* - Feb 9, 2008 - 32 min read

  • Short Story » General
    Hell
    5

    Serenity… Absolute stillness of all concerning matter. This perfect arrest of movement was conceived in a portion of a second, a very crucial second, in which an obvious mistake was ...

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    Ka Seven - Feb 9, 2008 - 3 min read

  • Poetry » Other
    Lost: A Poem By Me
    3

    Lost I’ve been lost before, Lost and not found, Like a piece of sea glass taken by the tide, I was taken by the pain, Swept away by the burn ...


    Embroswyn15 - Feb 9, 2008 - 1 min read

  • Short Story » Science Fiction
    Mutts - Outside
    6

    12/17/07 005 – Outside It was strange having so much space. It even frightened him a little. All his life he had been fenced in; walled up; tied down. His ...


    GryphonFledgling - Feb 9, 2008 - 1 min read

  • 31

    This is my first attempt at fantasy. Hope you like it javascript:emoticon(':D') Very Happy Sleeping BeautyA Twist in the Tale I’m cursed. I’ve always known it. But I’ve always managed ...


    *lilmisswritergal* - Feb 9, 2008 - 23 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » General
    Prologue: Vice and Viscera
    9

    She was slain by her own toiletries. She had been happily engaged until she saw the bristles of her toothbrush leaning against his, and the "family size" sunscreen, and the ...


    Kit - Feb 9, 2008 - 2 min read

  • 14

    I try so fucking hard sometimes That I forget that I’m alive. Standing on a ledge and down below photographers and news reporters flash, and oh, the wind - I ...


    Matt Bellamy - Feb 9, 2008 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    The Bones Outside A Townhouse
    2

    All that time I’d been staring beyond the window, at a wraith that wouldn’t show its face. For years it had floated, for years I had watched until it flicked ...


    Liz - Feb 9, 2008 - 2 min read

  • Other » General
    The Many Sides of Life
    14

    All written by yours truly ^^ Try not to be too offended. The Sides Of... Sex the Light Side: Missionary Position the Dark Side: Rough Sex the WTF! Side: the ...


    Ego - Feb 9, 2008 - 4 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » General
    My Sunshine: Part 1 (revamped)
    4

    Having retrieved the remains of my story from the battlefield, I've revamped it using the critiques that I got. Hopefully you like it because I think it is quite better ...


    darkest_of_them_all - Feb 8, 2008 - 5 min read


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