Len Lei

Joined August 2021

63 stories

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Life is intense, as is suspense!

Tune in as words come to life through your imagination.

Fiction and Non-Fiction: Just let me write!

Australian-Finnish <3

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I believe in Love
I believe that love is a choice as well as a feeling. Where love considers the other person faults and all. It wants, believes and hopes for the best. It doesn't just deal with the other person's BS it shines a light into it, whereby the other person sees what they need to do to fix themselves, to become better, to leave their own comfort zone because they know this person who loves them dearly is already holding them up. Is there alongside them and at the finishing line and at the next stage showing the next step. They are already believing and seeing the growth and transformation.
By Len Lei10 days ago in Confessions
Shifting Sands of the Arena
“Sixty lashes, and he didn’t even survive. Does anyone else out there think they are wise like this folly of a man?” The crowd lay silent, and as the Emperor projected his deep voice, it bounced over the red clay canyon walls. With the sun cascading over him, like nature's spotlight, he continued, “May his life serve as an ever-present reminder!” As swift as fire catching, the sky turned from sunlit to a cast shadow. An eclipse had fallen over the arena floor, with only a golden ring showcasing the sun from the shape blocking its radiance.
By Len Leiabout a month ago in Fiction
Renewed Love
Showed up in my darkest days. Leant on you when it fell to shame. You healed all my pains. And became my flame! I loved your rescue,
By Len Lei12 months ago in Poets
The Creature. Top Story - August 2024.
Sarah dragged brown heeled boots across the shattered, stone pavements. European accents galore, yet none of home. Her hands rubbed a sheet of paper next to a golden leaf.
By Len Leiabout a year ago in Fiction
No Care Left For Me
I told you I had something to say Came around, no hug at the door Distracted helping others by fixing their laptops I reveal my heart
By Len Leiabout a year ago in Poets
Years of Eight
Is this honor and respect, Only shown among our own? The natives came, A minority to be overthrown. They are wise and strong,
By Len Lei2 years ago in Poets
Why is it so?
Why is it that dogs are the canines, yet it is cats who have the nine lives? Why is it we love getting to know other people more deeply, only to complain they are shallow?
By Len Lei2 years ago in Poets
Baskets
Don’t you know? Haven’t you heard? It’s my name they can’t say. That’s why I end up in the hard basket. Don’t you know?
By Len Lei2 years ago in Poets
The Golden Puppy. Top Story - March 2024.
Tom strides by the pavements beneath, the sun-shining sky and the breezy heat. A yelp, a cry, and there the open door of the pound. Puppies for sale. Though not exactly puppies - perhaps a bit older. They are cute and fluffy, some black, some white, some grey, some brown, and there is one who is patchy. A girl so cute, shy and timid yet warmed by his presence. Tiptoeing over Tom lowers his hand by the gate. She smells and licks, then tries to get up like a child reaching his arms out. Patting her, she feels secure and loved. Upon his rise, Tom waves the young pup goodbye.
By Len Lei2 years ago in Fiction
I long to know
The day begins, I see you there. Your face radiates as I enter the room. I speak about you in my prayer. I long to know.
By Len Lei2 years ago in Poets
A Beautiful Killer
It has come again. A delight to most, like those with currency passes. It’s the reason they’re here. It falls and invites people to see, play, and touch it. They marvel at its intricate details of lace, waiting for it to grow into the soft powder they've heard.
By Len Lei2 years ago in Fiction
Day 1: Portal Creation: Time-lapse
Floors of white marble, it was clear the building held its age. Tugging on her hoodie when passing the groupings. Head ducked down as her walk quickened. Two glass doors slid slowly to the left and right as a blue light welcomed her. Rows of books passed leading to a small table with one chair. Removing the hoodie, her dark hair bounced around, as glasses fell. Picking them up she noticed black boots on approach. She sat down pulling out a silver laptop. Glancing to her left extra tables and chairs with other members staring into the screens of various devices. The blue lights giving way to the black boots, tailored dark pants, a buttoned shirt, an aged face. Two golden yellow trimmings on the jacket, a security officer.
By Len Lei2 years ago in Fiction

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I believe in Love

Shifting Sands of the Arena

Renewed Love

The Creature. Top Story - August 2024.

No Care Left For Me

Years of Eight

Why is it so?

Baskets

The Golden Puppy. Top Story - March 2024.

I long to know

A Beautiful Killer

Day 1: Portal Creation: Time-lapse

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