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They have come fast, yellow dull winter days, short on the tablecloths of snow, stain suddenly the copper-coloured earth. Few rusty shingle roofs...

When I look at my baby I realise that my youth has ended, early, abruptly and totally When I look at my baby I understand how unprepared I am for the...

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] There is a God who ever lives, and we have known the help he gives: a Shelter, Rock who hears our prayer –...

It was quite simple to hide from the early morning sun. All Paul had to do was pull down the shade gaining an opportunity for more sleep. But his...

Many my days and many my tomorrows Until you no longer remember me in your prayers Shame burns away our ignorance and confusion Some unholy night’s...

Prometheus bound.

The second part of the tale of an unlikely bond between a soldier and a family, based in a worldbuild of mine. There is a lot more nuance to my worldbuild, but I decided to simplify its context in this story to make it more easily accessible. I have been writing as a hobby for a little less than two years now. I've mostly only received feedback from a few friends, and after taking their words to heart, I think it's time for me to start receiving feedback from more readers. I would be greatly thankful of any feedback you give. I am especially interested in receiving feedback over my writing style. Thank you!

Bahama’s Excursion Thurs. Dec 23 rd , 2021- Day one- Estero, Florida We were up early this morning. Finishing packing, we loaded our gear into the...

Winter's soothing zephyr sweeps, bringing cool gulps of assured cheery welcome breathing space; rejuvenation from sun's heat, clearing away cobwebs...