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Bonsai Trees tended by Demons? Who Knew?
The poetic fusing of a dream, a Japanese fable, and an Irish stile story.
Poetry | Updated Jan 14, 2015 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
All day you fight, then cry your eyes out, on a foggy winter night.
You drench your soul, it feels catches the cold.
While you say to self,everything is alright,it is alright.
Poetry ... describing valleys and the unseen it holds..
Poetry | Updated Apr 22, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
FRESH MORNING MIST
Poetry | Updated Feb 4, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Diana Kouprina
What does one do when everything that was once trusted, gets shattered and broken? When a friendship breaks, can it be mending, or remain broken?
Just something to think about....
Poetry | Updated Dec 29, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Jennifer Brighton
Cass returns home to her village after escaping the clutches of a powerful man within a village that lies just beyond the mountain side.
By Amy Rose Melody
(UNLESS YOU DO NOT LIKE ANYTHING RELATED TO THE FOOD-CHAIN DO NOT READ)
Short stories of an odd pack of wolves, it's kinda like a your in the story too maybe... Unless i change it, but if you like warriors read here!<3
By Tucker Haase
Short story to symbolize death and loss.
Short Story | Updated Jul 18, 2013 | Reads: 25 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A stand in the Vapor Mist trail
deaf ears to Criers wail.
Jackstand Alone amidst the crowbar Junkyard
leaning hard on a windless day.
Kid at the Corner store no Change No Chore
Super Clean Heat no Glory for evermore.
No pantolones only remembered stories
Brokstuk Aarde â€“ Een episch avontuur in de waanzin, deze serie korte verhalen onderzoekt de ketens die binden aan de menselijke geest, om de herhaling van overleven.
S.S.H.U.T.: Het Identificeren Van Het Kwaad
Wat als mensen konden voor zichzelf denken? Nee,...
A tribute to all the fantasy buffs out there.
By Akyra Thalassa
My deeper thoughts and perceptions. Some simplicities of darkness. I needed to get this out of my system.
Secrets of the mist
Poetry | Updated Mar 19, 2013 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0