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By Master Papers
In the mid-eighties, snow-thrower manufacturing firm Toro, launched a promotion where purchasers of snow blower could refund a part of their purchase in the event that the next winter was characterized by modest snowfalls. The amount of money that was refunded was related to the amounts of...
Enter the underworld which exists beneath ordinary day. It is set in the modern world, where people turn to groups of magicians for escapist entertainment. And it is also a public secret that these magicians commit acts of capery (crime) for themselves, when they're not performing tricks for the...
When we dance, when the world dances, when anyone dances, they're there.
Poetry | Updated May 9, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Darkness is a form of loneliness. Loneliness is a form of darkness. Those are the words that swim furiously around my head while I stand in this dark, empty room filled with blood-red doors all around me. Those words cover up the truth which are the real words that are swimming around my head....
By Steven Hyde
A boy falls in love with a star...
By Apoorva Raghunandan
An Elecution Competition At School
Poetry | Updated Feb 15, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Apoorva Raghunandan
An experience as a listener at a concert.
For SkyeChanel's coontest. On Christmas Eve, a couple reflects upon their first Christmas together as the woman begins to give birth to their baby.
No summary at all. OH and just to notify, I will be writing some poetry this week for some contests I have wanting to join. C: Thank you and enjoy. Hahah.
Poetry | Updated Dec 7, 2013 | Reads: 35 | Comments: 9 | Likes: 16
Secret sex on show F/F
Short Story | Updated Dec 5, 2013 | Reads: 53 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
This story revolves around Shane O'Sullivan (myself) as I compete in various wrestling companies, and do things that make you want to read more and more. I do not, however, own any of the companies that are said throughout our journey.
This poem, or I should say lyrics was made for my novel "The Soul Testament"
By Iranwo Ewejobi
An African themed play, set in the village of Ajaku. Death and crises seem to be the order of the day. Osundun, the Priest is saddled with the burden of proffering a solution; the King and the entire people of Ajaku village looks up to him. In a bid to unravel the cause of the great plague...
This is an experimental play script. Read on.
Script | Updated Apr 12, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Michael Anderson
Like looking up at fallen heroes, what they fought for having fallen away, now I look upon our 'Gods' who would have us killed today.