The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.
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There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. They were dreadful creatures, large, destructive and had the worst smell I had ever encountered. Yet, the new rulers had somehow controlled and used them as guard animals to protect the castle.
By Willow 4 years ago in Fiction
"See you there, Stranger!" I called. "Yes, Love," my husband replied. "Not yet, silly." "Oh, yeah. Sorry. Later, Stranger."
By Julie Lacksonenabout 10 hours ago in Fiction
Corona Ruined My Life. True Story I published this a while ago on here. This is my repost. I had never publicly written anything and submitted it. There it was, my thoughts and feelings on my iPad screen. I felt like a proper writer, yes, me.
By Marie381Uk 5 days ago in Fiction
The silence between us is like the ice thickening on the lake of oblivion. I could trudge out to the center from the shore
By Natalie Wilkinson5 days ago in Poets
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