Marie381Uk
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I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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The Shapeshifter in the Woods
The Shapeshifter in the Woods Malcom had lived beside the woods for twelve quiet years. They pressed close to his back fence, thick with old trees and darker rumours, yet nothing had ever crossed the line into his life. Not until the night he heard the dog.
By Marie381Uk 4 days ago in Fiction
The Day the Sun Crowned the Third Pyramid
The Day the Sun Crowned the Third Pyramid The desert was still, the kind of still that pressed against the ears and made every heartbeat loud. I had arrived hours before dawn, walking over sand that had carried footsteps older than memory. The pyramids loomed, dark and patient, watching the night fold into itself.
By Marie381Uk 6 days ago in Fiction
