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Have you ever wondered how it felt for you when you were born? If you could remember the event, how would you tell the story?
You are in a dark decrepit building, dark, dusty, long been vacated and damned. Someone is screaming. Its either extreme pain or it is fear. You have the ability, knowledge and equipment to help in one context, but not the other. What would you do?
This is the prequel to "The Bloody Nuptials". It looks at the very first moments of life (and death) for our main character Brandon and a little background on his mother and clansfolk.
Short Story | Updated Aug 22, 2015 | Reads: 41 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 11
Birth, in my experience.
Poetry | Updated Aug 6, 2015 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The humble beginnings of Jake. Soon to be born but without his mother in sight. Who better to raise him than two 1 year old dragons.
Novel | Updated Jul 21, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A man, who dislikes hospitals, visits one on a joyous occasion.
Short Story | Updated Jun 2, 2015 | Reads: 95 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
The Donahues returns for its part 2. Jacob and Renee celebrate the birth of their baby, Ryan returns to Vermont to witness it, and tries to connect with Jason in the mean time, and Ethan tries to see his grandson from abroad.
Script | Updated May 24, 2015 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Ryan returns to Vermont in anticipating of Jacob and Renee's new child. However, Renee is having problems giving birth.
My Christmas message to all my friends and family.
A candid discussion about God, the bible and whether it's possible for us to really know the creator, to know God.
By Eileen Mcbriar
if ever you have wondered what happens to us when we due this short story will enlighten and open up the possibilities of life beyond death.
The story begins with the day that the subject passes away and finds himself locked inbetween two worlds,a sort of limbo.He is guided by a man who...
Beneath sky of gleaming sapphire, Mikos gazes upon ruined world, his eyes like molten zircon glittering with sorrow unspoken and tears unshed. Mikos was alone, the last of his once immense race, and an abomination at that. Iridescent, a single tear from molten eye descends, a languid coil forged...
By Tom Gallison
Fiction that centers around birth-rate, pandemic, population movement, climate change, shift towards ultra-right, and results in covert campaign for conscientious sterilization
By Sara Battaglia
A short poem inspired by the crow outside on the cherry tree that used to grow at my old house. Many things change and age as time goes on. Enjoy things as they are now.