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By Noand Hegask
The things they hid from you when you were little.. Have you found them out? A sequel to Mandragona which correlates to Avengeador
Only a goblin can do as much damage with the truth as with a lie.
Choose to be happy, though life is miserable.
The story is talking about accepting the truth however it was difficult.
Short Story | Updated Oct 26, 2014 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The rumors haven't stopped. Some say he was shot to death, others say he was put in jail. But none have come close to what really happened on the day I learnt the truth about my father.
Poetry | Updated Oct 21, 2014 | Reads: 26 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 6
Biblical doctrine is essential but too many churches are treating it as secondary. By looking at one qualification for elders we will see how wrong this actually is.
For any human being to just look closely and with depth into the way this world under human rule has always been, all that can be seen is total failure while only becoming worse and worse with this human race just to blind to see their own end coming in gruesome ways, even though God who...
By Khawaja Isha Sanaullah
This is a poetry that will blow down your mind because of its intense wordings and rhythm.
Poetry | Updated Oct 12, 2014 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 7
When I was in 9th grade, there was a professor that taught us Mathematics. He was a genius. There is a story that he must have told our class a hundred times. I was young at that time, did not realize that story's worth until later. When it did, it hit me. Its the simple truth that we all know,...
Short Story | Updated Oct 11, 2014 | Reads: 121 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 6
By Shannan Browne
Well, after all the love triangle saga's, the love had to be recreated at some point :-) Congrats to Angel. This is her poem...
A poem of an indescribable epiphany
By Damian Vincent Henry
He compares himself to a stone, he seeks not recognition, he seeks a place in the world.
By Damian Vincent Henry
What is love? That is the question.
Poetry | Updated Oct 3, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 4
This story takes a voayge through the oceans of the mind, to a destination yet undefined...