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It lives in the hole where the moon used to be. And for most of the worst part of the northern winter, over the last two decades, so have we.
The real South Pacific was not a Bali Hai musical, but a drama of cannibals and castaways, headhunters and slavers, paradise and perdition.
This is a...
By Gracie Bain
The Malbyra were banished when their leaders were killed. Now, they have captured Lyadare, one of the few remaining original champions. While forcing him to lead them to battle against the nations, they search for the Stones of Abethkara to bring their leaders back from the dead. Meanwhile, new...
By Three Shirts Too Many
Poetry | Updated Feb 27, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
I have made quite a few changes to Chapter One--thanks to all the generous reviewers who helped me shape up things--and have renamed Chapter One as the Prologue. It is quite brief (775 words) --even shorter than before--and I would appreciate any quick comments as to how it--if you'll pardon the...
By The Lame One
Rain fall...we all know it (I am sure), but I happened to meditate on its rythm and flow and got rock music and disco.check it out
Poetry | Updated Jul 28, 2007 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
I am writing a collection of short stories based around trips through India over the years. i want to feature the dreamlike state that the great subcontinent can induce. I guess it's a form of magic realism - as much as an uptight Anglo-Saxon can conjure up. This story is from a poster I saw of...