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The sounds of trees and vines whacked away as the explorers walked through the thick green forest. A deep gorge gushing with deep water and fast flowing currents. Eight explorers including me, Tabitha, are on our way to find the remnants of ancestors in ancient tombs and temples. On this...
a white Bengal tiger cub with dark blue eyes. Her mother and father has died and she is left to fend on her own with her brother, Fang.
a white Bengal tiger cub with dark blue eyes. Brother of Lily, he is left to fend off the dark forces that are gathering in their home.
Novel | Updated Jun 21, 2012 | Reads: 18 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Lilith Vervain
The pain of being separated from a very dear friend and the harrowing feeling of longing
telling a friend you may have to part ways is never easy
Poetry | Updated Jun 17, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
It's been a year since her passing...
some thoughts.... to share...
Poetry | Updated May 8, 2012 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Still haven't slept properly so here is another very simple little something...
I hate how how this site doesn't allow you the original title if someone else already has it on their work. I don't feel like being creative right now. :p
a lovely love story i wrote a while back :p
Short Story | Updated Apr 21, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
My grandma doesn't like some things I do, and likes to act as if she's my mom.... well here's my thoughts on that.
By Taylor Wilkins
This poem's meaning is a little more implicit than my other poems but please, enjoy :)
Poetry | Updated Mar 3, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Do you see me?
I am sitting here in front of you, choking on glass
and I canâ€™t remember if I swallowed it myself or if you forced it down my throat,
but either wait
itâ€™s killing me.
By Lexy Wellbourne
No actually so much about an item of clothing as a husband...
Poetry | Updated Feb 3, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
a poem about the loss of a monster
By Trisita Basu
Story of a simple girl, who is still holding onto her lost love with all her patience and love.
Short Story | Updated Jan 29, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0