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Chapter Two He hadn’t spotted her yet, but she certainly saw him. He was leaning against the luggage pickup, a pleasant grin tilted to one side of his face as ...

The heavy air promises a storm. As we climb up, the clouds climb down. Breath is elusive. I trip, fall. You look back to offer help but I wave away ...

Well those from character group will recognise Jazool who has been revamped and been placed in a different world and story. Others just read and critique. ____ CHAPTER 1 – ...

Basically what the title implies-I'll be posting my free-writes and story fragments; and I suppose any other piece of writing, that perhaps don't deserve to waste space as seperate entities. ...

Someone once told me that the apocalypse will be blue, and that the saddest day of our lives is when we look into the mirror and know our own eyes. ...

I want your words, but I don't want to pay. Let me pick apart your syntax and sew it back up like a curious child and an unfortunate frog. I ...

JIM: A unicorn, huh? —aren’t they extinct in the modern world? LAURA: I know! JIM: Poor little fellow, he must feel sort of lonesome. - The Glass Menagerie, Tennessee Williams ...

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it seems this little girl with ribbons in her hair and shrapnel in her face are all part of God's plan it's good to know that in the billions of ...

August 3rd Things never stay the same Break my psychadelic waves of nausea, bringing me back to the surface, spluttering and coughing up so many multi-coloured dreams. Beneath your bed ...

This is a final draft of something I posted on YWS a long time ago. The fog horn blared for the third time as somebody told us all to hurry ...

Hey people, this is my first attempt at a novel, so yeah, any critisism is greatly appriciated! The title might change and I think it belongs in Fantasy but it's ...

ONYX -Prologue- A slight, dark man sat in a corner, peering through a dingy window in a seedy tavern, out into the road ahead. Two cloaked horsemen galloped suddenly by, ...

[i]This is one of the shortest poems i have written for the last three years! Read on! [/i] The One-Way Ladder There is a ladder, an eternal one, NO one ...

The Magicians Guild by Trudi Canavan is the first in an epic adventure of a small girl named Sonea who has been sighted and caught having magical powers by none ...