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StoryMidnight Mystery funky_seagull16 years 3 weeks ago
StoryGirl With the Sun in Her Eyes funky_seagull16 years 3 weeks ago
StoryDark Game funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryD: I Am.. funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryD - Fade to Grey funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryCrystal Chandelier funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryClaustrophobic Skull funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryCircle funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryC: I Don't Know funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryC - The Corridors of Hallucination funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryBuddha funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryBranches funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryBendragon funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryBelieve funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryB: I Know funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryB - Checkmate funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryAncient companions funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryAnam Cara funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryAn Attack of the Heart funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryA: I'am thinking of.. funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryA - Colours funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryA Lesson In Hate funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
StoryA Bitter Cup funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
CollectionMad Tales funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago
CollectionGraffiti funky_seagull010 years 8 months ago

My stories

D - Fade to Grey

There was something wrong with Spring that year. It seemed as if colour was fading from nature. All the blossoms on the trees and the bushes were...

E - Knight of the faded

Mr. Wancerre watched with interest the grainy image on his computer screen. Watched them run panicked through the scrying mists - leaderless, scared...

B - Checkmate

Wazzo looked in the mirror with horror and disbelief. Clumps of grey mushrooms were growing from out of his head. He touched them and could feel...

A - Colours

Wazzo was his name, art his game... a tad insane. With his steely blue can of spray paint and his rucksack full of tricks, he hit the town. Time to...

C - The Corridors of Hallucination

He walked down passageway after passageway, each one the same; he began to drift faraway from his memories. He couldn't remember when he had begun to...

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