The evening

It was 6 in the evening. Hindenburg's eco-system began their daily turn-over. The orange sky was fading fast, drew nearer and nearer to the half-rounded ruby red sun as time ticked by. The ever casting shadow expands far more from the horizon,...

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The Wolf Mother's New Child

There are many unknown wonders in nature. Some people go into nature to document them. Logan was one such person. He had a job with a local photography company in Three Rivers, Michigan. He'd been tasked with going deep in to the Tahquamenon Falls...

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power circle

preview story this story is about a powerful six month old boy who used his second sight and shield powers to stop bad people from killing his mom or dad. Because if his parents die then there killer dies as vash will make sure of it. Because grief...

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Full Circle

Full Circle Strong cypress lies aside me Grown out of a field Mockingbird sings freely Never forced to yield. A river of molten rock Runs not far beyond The deer and the crane Visible from any stalk Yet under the pouring rain May yet breed a...

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The Walnut Tree

Poison courses through her veins. She feels it down to her roots. Putting a name to the substance (juglone) Doesn't help her, only makes her feel More connected to her toxic nature. The poison kills all that surrounds her Until only grass...

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"The Thin Line," Part T

\*\*\*\*\* There was a good reason that Albric Tor was chosen as a summer capital for the Empire, all those generations ago. Compared with some of the other areas of Faerie, in summer, it's a lot cooler. That comes from being up in the hills....

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Anteater/Antbear

Striding on curved fore-claws across the Mato Grosso you stop almost casually to slip a long tongue down this or that hill: Antbear, what's it like to go through life with no teeth? Sucking it up as the ranchers hunt you down & drive you out...

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Go Tell Fire [Chapter 1]

"Don't hurt her. She isn't dangerous. She's naked. Like a newborn child." I woke up very slowly from some sort of coma or sleep. For all I know it could have been death itself I woke up from. I indeed felt like a newborn child. Naked, confused, angry....

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A whisper from Gaia

A whisper from Gaia; mother of men. Words thrown to the wild wind, Unheeded by those who do not listen. Words, if heard right, would sound in the young minds Witches, Christians, Jewish Children and kin; All be rested, as her loving words...

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Poem #31: Spring

_Spring_ My brain is buzzing My heart is blooming Blood is murmuring A river flowing fast The Queen She pollinates my soul Her smile The sun shines down on me I bask in her radiance Air filled with her scent The time of new beginnings ...

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A (Modified)Love Poem

I yearn for nature. That's just the way it is. My soul demands it, like the lungs demand air. I desire the gleeful cries of a magpie atop a fence post, I must have the spicy smell of fallen pine needles in the summer. I burn for hollow...

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Predator

Yellow eyes watching Padded footsteps silent Fear's snatching Shaking; quiver violent Perfect trap Better hustle Twigs snap Leaves rustle Quick dash Swift death Blood splash No breath Invisible daywalkers Take...

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