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I spread the dreams under your feet. Step Softly. As you are treading on my dreams.
When we sum up the rest that create us virtually everything begins with one step forward for the person within. This epic visualizes that unspoken cosmic heart inside the hemisphere that circles trinity. Have a glance through this. :)
Short Story | Updated Dec 16, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is our story. We won't leave anything out. A story about our friendship and all the misadventures and mishaps that we have encountered.
first is at 17 about kush and subhi
second is at 21 about raj and isha
third is at 25 about shivam and riya
story only for 16+
Short Story | Updated Jul 26, 2014 | Reads: 443 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 3
This is the longest thing I've ever written. Its not much, but I like it. Let me know what you think
By Jack Dragonblood
When I learned about the great circle of a sphere in geometry class, I decided that it sounded like it could be the name of a god, and I had to write a story about it.
By Dan Wilder
A poem about the time and the cycle of life
By Jax Franklin
Reflections of life fading away like ripples in water...
Poetry | Updated Jan 12, 2014 | Reads: 47 | Comments: 8 | Likes: 13
This work was based upon an interview and my own knowledge of tornados. It's late so I figured, eh why not write it. I've been through three myself that I remember and helped with the clean up for the Joplin tornado over two years ago. This town has come a long way.
By Melissa Firefox
(WARNING: PLEASE READ THIS BEFORE BEGINNING THE ACTUAL CIRCLE WERE SERIES. This explains what CW is all about, so you will understand it much clearer. Anyway, I had so much fun creating this, and I hope you enjoy the series!)
A different take on the philosophical question about when a tree falls in the forest.
Kind of fun with the crime aspect.
Poetry | Updated Oct 11, 2013 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Miss Understood
Holding on to youth is a cruel joke played on the holder.
Poetry | Updated Aug 30, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Young Brax has reached a point in his life that will change him forever. His love for Arthur is strong and growing, together, they are happy. But when the lure of witchcraft draws him in, Brax is taken by its power. His new friends use him to complete their Circle of witches. But when they...
By Future Compost Heap
The sad conclusion of a souful baller's career.