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StoryTake My Hand darkenwolf1715 years 5 months ago
Forum topicSubmissions to magazines McWilfo815 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Creed of The Lonewolf darkenwolf5815 years 5 months ago
StoryTroubled soul PipMic1115 years 5 months ago
StorySepia Days Silver Spun Sand2815 years 5 months ago
StoryThe waves are calling my soul (I.P.) (redrafting) Kahdai815 years 5 months ago
StoryBack to work PipMic215 years 6 months ago
StoryWho'll Pay the Piper? Silver Spun Sand1915 years 6 months ago
StoryImpasse Silver Spun Sand1515 years 6 months ago
StorySun dance Beeme2315 years 6 months ago
StoryOur Love MistakenMagic3115 years 6 months ago
StoryIT WAS JUST A DREAM skinner_jennifer1815 years 6 months ago
StoryThreshold part 4 darkenwolf315 years 6 months ago
StoryVampyre's Kiss darkenwolf815 years 6 months ago
StoryEmpty memories Louise178615 years 6 months ago
StoryFlood lenchenelf315 years 6 months ago
StoryIn dreams darkenwolf2515 years 6 months ago
StoryI have only these hands darkenwolf815 years 6 months ago
StoryTon Autre Amour MistakenMagic3015 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Sands of Time darkenwolf4115 years 6 months ago
StoryIntroduction darkenwolf315 years 6 months ago
StoryThreshold part 3 darkenwolf415 years 6 months ago
StoryI died in 2006 darkenwolf415 years 6 months ago
StoryGoldilocks (IP) darkenwolf1615 years 6 months ago
StoryMusings Over The Sunday Toast Margharita615 years 6 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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