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StoryTake My Hand darkenwolf1713 years 7 months ago
Forum topicSubmissions to magazines McWilfo813 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Creed of The Lonewolf darkenwolf5813 years 7 months ago
StoryTroubled soul PipMic1113 years 7 months ago
StorySepia Days Silver Spun Sand2813 years 7 months ago
StoryThe waves are calling my soul (I.P.) (redrafting) Kahdai813 years 7 months ago
StoryBack to work PipMic213 years 7 months ago
StoryWho'll Pay the Piper? Silver Spun Sand1913 years 7 months ago
StoryImpasse Silver Spun Sand1513 years 7 months ago
StorySun dance Beeme2313 years 7 months ago
StoryOur Love MistakenMagic3113 years 8 months ago
StoryIT WAS JUST A DREAM skinner_jennifer1813 years 8 months ago
StoryThreshold part 4 darkenwolf313 years 8 months ago
StoryVampyre's Kiss darkenwolf813 years 8 months ago
StoryEmpty memories Louise178613 years 8 months ago
StoryFlood lenchenelf313 years 8 months ago
StoryIn dreams darkenwolf2513 years 8 months ago
StoryI have only these hands darkenwolf813 years 8 months ago
StoryTon Autre Amour MistakenMagic3013 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Sands of Time darkenwolf4113 years 8 months ago
StoryIntroduction darkenwolf313 years 8 months ago
StoryThreshold part 3 darkenwolf413 years 8 months ago
StoryI died in 2006 darkenwolf413 years 8 months ago
StoryGoldilocks (IP) darkenwolf1613 years 8 months ago
StoryMusings Over The Sunday Toast Margharita613 years 8 months ago

My stories

Threshold part 3

Even before the marshal reached him his eyes flicked open and he contained the reflex to act; remembering the collar round his neck.

The Sands of Time

Tick follows tock follows tick. But the moments between tick and tock, They grow ever longer. Seconds stretch to minutes, Minutes to hours… Each new day an eternity,

The Creed of The Lonewolf

The Creed of The Lonewolf. To all, this I say; I am but passing through your lands, From one place to another, on my way, I will not hunt from your range,
Cherry

Goldilocks (IP)

‘Hey Goldilocks!’ Without thinking he turned around and punched the speaker in the face, sending him sprawling.

Threshold part 2

It was the cleanest he had been since his first day; they’d hosed him down, fumigated him and even given him a clean coverall.

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