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  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    Chasing Rainbows Chapter 1
    33

    The enclosure reverberated with noise, lights shone from glittering lamps and various perfumes and other bodily smells emanated off the people. Slowly the noise subsided as there eyes turned towards ...

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    deleted6 - Mar 9, 2007 - 18 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    Melody nights
    3

    ~Chapter one ~ Broken Curses On a lonely winter evening, rain poured and hammered upon metallic roofs in a small trading city due to the west of the Razor Sky ...


    Hiro - Mar 8, 2007 - 43 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    chapter 2 new feelings
    4

    Chapter 2 New feelings Dawn had finished all her homework at Study Hall. Bored as she was, she figured she would enjoy the small load of studying. She would adapt ...


    michellel96 - Mar 8, 2007 - 4 min read

  • Poetry » Narrative
    Untitled
    7

    Spiritless leaves quake. Tangerine petals vanish. A breath of fresh air. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I wrote this last night, and I don't know


    Armadian - Mar 8, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » General
    The Football Fraud
    3

    If I didn’t foster such contempt for cheerleaders as a whole, I might have actually felt sorry for Jenny in the weeks following the publication. My nagging conscience incessantly reminded ...


    nickelodeon - Mar 8, 2007 - 3 min read

  • Short Story » Fantasy
    Off the Edge of the Rainbow.
    13

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    Twit - Mar 8, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    new evil is born
    6

    A New Evil Is born Chapter 1 The journey begins On the planet Tera a scientist worked day and night to locate the fountain of youth and to stop death ...


    Beleis - Mar 8, 2007 - 20 min read

  • Short Story » General
    1/4 of Love
    4

    On my way to get groceries at the little shop that my mom is always sending me to, I noticed that my front tire was a little loose. Leaning over ...


    laugh smile everyday - Mar 8, 2007 - 15 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    untitled
    7

    One.: Him I sat at one of the small, square tables inside Starbucks, sipping at a black coffee as I read the Tuesday news. Starbucks was unusually vacant today, having ...


    xalabasteralienx - Mar 7, 2007 - 9 min read

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Recycled Sand
    5

    Recycled Sand Watching eyes for them to run at pre-second flash Only to chase them down And apologize to the beachgoer spontaneously chosen as photographer Sand under their feet giving ...


    TimeConsume - Mar 7, 2007 - 1 min read

  • 5

    Friends will come friends will go. A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift. A friend is someone we treasure for our friendship is a ...


    No Idea - Mar 7, 2007 - 2 min read

  • Novel / Chapter » General
    Geezer's Property (Part 4 Up)
    16

    Dedicated to my deceased Grandfather...God bless ____________ “Oh, do you think so?” Leah’s head jerked up and she stared at Rowan with a mixture of puzzlement of interest. “Yes I ...


    Sumi H. Inkblot - Mar 7, 2007 - 4 min read

  • 4

    O why do I bother to think, my dear? Why must I attempt to capture thy love? Why is't that I should have nothing to fear? Thy heart is a ...


    Southern_Belle - Mar 7, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Sonnet 2 - On a Hopeful Love
    5

    O to gaze 'pon thy truly handsome face, To place my hands upon thy gorgeous frame, To desire of thy love and perfect grace: All are sins disgraceful e'en to ...


    Southern_Belle - Mar 7, 2007 - 1 min read

  • Poetry » Lyrical
    Sonnet 1 - On a Lost Love
    5

    Tonight I lie awake, thinking of thee, But mostly wond'ring why I let thee go. Thy heart was nearly mine! I did not see The truth, because I loved another ...


    Southern_Belle - Mar 7, 2007 - 1 min read


What is a poet? An unhappy person who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.
— Søren Kierkegaard, Philosopher & Theologian