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  • Welcome Mat Re: greetings to you all :)

    oh how nice you are, you're so friendly and i was really intimidated that i wont be able to make any contact and so on, but you just made me ...

    Nov 5, 2011
  • Narrative Poetry Re: My Inbetween

    simply beautiful, loved it so much, i don't know how to describe the beauty of it, each line is a symphony itself, you know like a dreamy music relaxing you ...

    Nov 3, 2011
  • Narrative Poetry Re: A Drop of Crimson

    just amazing, i'm speechless, my heart was really pounding while reading it, i couldn't move my eyes away, the stanzas sequence is remarkably brilliant grabbing the reader's attention by force ...

    Nov 3, 2011
  • Welcome Mat Re: greetings to you all :)

    hello, how are you inhabitants of yw society, wish you all the best, just wanted to say welcome :)

    Nov 3, 2011
  • Fantasy Short Stories Re: Cosmos (Outer Space) Part 15

    interesting, i didn't read it all though, but i loved the beginning ( the part i read), it made me feel like i was there watching what's taking place and ...

    Nov 3, 2011
  • Welcome Mat Re: hello, how are you all :)

    greetings to every inhabitant of the yw society, wish you all the best :)

    Nov 3, 2011
  • Other Re: "Romance in arena"

    thank you Larnise for such an encouragement i really need it...... it's been months since i wrote and it's really rendering me depressed so i hope the block gets out ...

    Nov 2, 2011
  • Other Re: "Romance in arena"

    Romance In Arena a one-act play Prologue Two great clans battled for decades In the cursed kingdom Lucha del Mar Where streams crimsoned with bloody blades And earth reddened more ...

    Nov 2, 2011


For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein