Prologue | Butterflies

Butterflies. There’s something about butterflies. A memory of some other place that I used to visit or maybe where I used to live.

Help Prevent Bullying (A Layman’s Guide)

I did not dare tell my parents I tried to hurt someone. In fact I still bear the scars today on two fingers as some kind of message.
Cherry

All Good Eagle Scouts

Recollections of an unjust war on a Wordsworth Sunday.

Vexîre: Prince of Aurem CH4

Chapter Four of Vexîre

Dancing Fairy

The moon rose and set, rose and set, rose and set. Tom lost count of how many times.
Gold cherry

disambiguation

Has one naughty word

Fallen tears

It’s only when we get to meet death personally, stare deep into its soul, that you will ever really feel the raw emotion and fear that it brings into our lives.

Light!

The french pour les pensées singulièrement privés set down in sin. "My love, my love, Come straight to me." for the ovalata sings it's charm, a symphony.
Cherry

Girl with Pitcher

Somewhere between the sleeping and the waking...

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