Wild Rose Country - Chapter 16
#17 of wild rose country as spring worked its green magic around us during our recovery from the attack by the bear, our situation didn't seem all that bad.
Mercenary
#1 of human a short-story narrated by gray ringmarc from alice in the country of hearts/clover/joker about his past life as an assassin.
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 7
#8 of wild rose country one by one, sharra's senses slowly returned to her as she made a slow transition from a deep dreamless sleep to a state that somewhat resembled wakefulness. she lay still for a moment, slightly disoriented.
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 17
#18 of wild rose country at the time i had no idea how to explain my recovery from the fever that by all rights should have killed me. i know now what was responsible but in those days i could only explain it as some sort of miracle.
Wild rose Country - Chapter 8
#9 of wild rose country the rising sun hung low over the forested hills to the east, casting a pale yellow light upon the land from behind the obscuring tendrils of low clouds.
A City Boy and A Country Girl (2)
#2 of a city boy and a country girl second chapter of the story! comments, favorites, and votes are always always appreciated. i like to know that what i'm writing is interesting to you all. if it's bad, i would like to know so i can change some things.
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 18
#19 of wild rose country summer in northern climates is an amazing thing to behold.
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 11
#12 of wild rose country this next part is difficult for me to write, even after all of the years that have passed since that difficult experience. call it a hard lesson, if you will, that a simple life is neither easy nor is it pretty.
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 19
#20 of wild rose country the hours stretched out and spun together into a seamless whole as the night deepened. sleep eluded sharra's grasp as time dragged slowly onwards.
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 9
#10 of wild rose country the beginning of april can be a wonderful time of year. daytime temperatures finally crawl up to lurk around the freezing point and the short, dark days of winter are fading into memory.
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 2
#3 of wild rose country i have a fleeting memory of light. it was dim, hazy, ill-defined and laced with intermingled shadows, but nevertheless, it was light. there is a definite memory of pain there as well.
country pie contest
It was a nice morning twilight woke up to the sound of her door being pounded on. She looked and yawned spike still asleep so to not disturb him and have a cranky dragon she decided to go to see who it was. "If its rainbowdash I'm going to use my mind...