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StoryBeauty windrose01 year 4 months ago
StoryThe Merkaba (4) windrose01 year 4 months ago
StoryLies In Her Eyes windrose01 year 4 months ago
StoryThe Merkaba (3) windrose01 year 4 months ago
StoryThe Merkaba (2) windrose01 year 4 months ago
StoryThe Merkaba (1) windrose11 year 4 months ago
StorySome Of Those Things windrose01 year 9 months ago
StoryAll My Troubles windrose01 year 9 months ago
StoryFree Time windrose01 year 11 months ago
StoryMudbath (Part 5) windrose12 years 3 months ago
StoryMudbath (Part 4) windrose02 years 3 months ago
StoryMudbath (Part 2) windrose12 years 3 months ago
StoryMudbath (Part 1) windrose12 years 3 months ago
StoryIn Witness Of A Dream (Part 5) windrose02 years 3 months ago
StoryIn Witness Of A Dream (Part 4) windrose02 years 3 months ago
StoryIn Witness Of A Dream (Part 3) windrose02 years 3 months ago
StoryIn Witness Of A Dream (Part 2) windrose02 years 3 months ago
StoryIn Witness Of A Dream (Part 1) windrose02 years 3 months ago
StoryDecoding A Dream (Part 6) windrose02 years 3 months ago
StoryDecoding A Dream (Part 5) windrose02 years 3 months ago
StoryDecoding A Dream (Part 4) windrose02 years 3 months ago
StoryDecoding A Dream (Part 3) windrose12 years 3 months ago
StoryDecoding A Dream (Part 2) windrose02 years 3 months ago
StoryDecoding A Dream (Part 1) windrose12 years 4 months ago
StoryI Do Miss You Ma windrose12 years 6 months ago

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Los Varados (5)

Late that evening I heard this crowd around Hilly Side High while out jogging. I ran to the school and made a mistake by arriving on foot. I saw a...

Los Varados (4)

On the following afternoon I joined high school crowd to pluck flowers from the jasmine trees in Maldive Garden in a customary effort to help Lady...

Los Varados (3)

A day later, I picked my dirt bike from the shack and took Juliette for a ride. Climbed down the main street to reach the small fishing port in the...

Los Varados (2)

Over the dunes I glanced down at the beach that appeared often golden than redden. A huge, black vessel lay on the coast a mile away…washed aground...

Los Varados (1)

At dawn I heard those heavy stomps and hurried strides. I pulled on my shirt and stepped outside the door to Estrecho Avenue. As usual, this road lay...

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