shallon gregerson
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I conspire, create and love making my mind think
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Cherry Cobbler
The memory of the cherry cobbler takes me back to a summer afternoon when the weight of uncertainty settled heavily on my shoulders. It was a period of transition, with looming changes and an undercurrent of anxiety. My mind raced with endless "what-ifs," and I found myself struggling to find a sense of grounding amidst the whirlwind of emotions.
By shallon gregerson2 years ago in Feast
The Frondle Affair
In the verdant sanctuary of the botanical conservatory, Marianne indulged in her ritual of frondling. With delicate fingertips, she grazed the supple leaves of the exotic ferns, tracing the intricate patterns that adorned their emerald surfaces. Each frondle seemed to evoke a response from the plants, a subtle shiver of contentment that whispered through the tranquil air.
By shallon gregerson2 years ago in Fiction
Coven of the Golden Scarab
"Anubis, guardian of the underworld, guide our spirits through the veil," chanted the high priestess, her voice echoing within the ornate chamber of the ancient temple. The coven of the Golden Scarab, devoted to the mysteries of the Nile and the esoteric wisdom of the pharaohs, gathered in reverence, their eyes aglow with the flickering torchlight that danced along the hieroglyph-adorned walls.
By shallon gregerson2 years ago in Fiction
Ink of the heart
The air was thick with tension, a silence so profound it seemed to echo. In a dimly lit room, the faint glow of a dying candle flickered on the faces of two individuals sitting across from each other. Sarah and David had been together for years, yet tonight, their unspoken conversation weighed heavier than words.
By shallon gregerson2 years ago in Writers
Shallon found.. the Library at Mt. Char
Once upon a time, in a quiet little town, there lived a young woman named Shallon. Shallon was an avid reader and found solace in the pages of books. She believed that books had the power to transport her to different worlds, to expand her knowledge, and to touch her heart in ways nothing else could.
By shallon gregerson3 years ago in BookClub
Chapter 7
Chapter 7: Embracing the Unknown The sun was setting on the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the rolling hills of my childhood home. It was in this idyllic setting that I found myself at a crossroads, standing on the threshold of a new beginning. The decision I was about to make would shape the course of my life, and with a mix of excitement and trepidation, I took a deep breath and stepped forward.
By shallon gregerson3 years ago in Chapters
A critique of Animal Farm
Animal Farm is a thought-provoking allegorical novel that critiques the corruption of power and the dangers of totalitarianism. Through its animal characters and their revolution, George Orwell exposes the flaws and hypocrisy of political systems, leaving readers with a lasting reflection on the human condition and the potential for oppression.
By shallon gregerson3 years ago in Critique
Rose and Nutkin
Once upon a time, in a land far away, there lived a young girl named Rose. Rose was not an ordinary girl; she possessed a unique ability to communicate with animals. She had had this gift since birth, but she was the only one that ever knew. Rose never told anybody else, in fear that they would either judge her or she would lose her gift. She had a special bond with a mischievous squirrel named Nutkin, who was always by her side. She first met Nutkin when she was around three years old, near a river that ran close to her home.
By shallon gregerson3 years ago in Fiction
