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Type	Title	Author	Replies	Last updated
Story	Dirty little footprints	lavadis	5	10 years 10 months ago
Story	Ex Chapter 5 - the mountains of Milton Keynes	lavadis	6	10 years 10 months ago
Story	Ex chapter 4 - Daniel's mother is a mermaid	lavadis	3	10 years 10 months ago
Story	Ex chapter 3 - amended	lavadis	6	10 years 10 months ago
Story	Ex chapter two	lavadis	9	10 years 10 months ago
Forum topic	Richard's Sister Update June 15, 2013	Richard L. Prov...	7	10 years 10 months ago
Story	The Meaning Of Life ( Cont)	jolono	10	10 years 10 months ago
Story	The Traveller	cigarettes and ...	2	10 years 10 months ago
Story	Tom	Esther	6	10 years 10 months ago
Story	I knew she was corruptible	lavadis	6	10 years 10 months ago
Story	The drop	Poette	3	10 years 10 months ago
Story	Atom by atom	lavadis	17	10 years 10 months ago
Story	Oh! What an Atmosphere (IP)	Cavalcader	26	10 years 11 months ago
Story	Dead Husbands	Kilb50	10	11 years 1 month ago
Story	The Last Text	jolono	22	11 years 1 month ago
Story	Distant to guilt	Highhat	17	11 years 1 month ago
Story	The Colour of Truth	Highhat	29	11 years 1 month ago
Forum topic	The Griffin Poetry Book Prize	Richard L. Prov...	7	11 years 1 month ago
Forum topic	Richard's Sister Susan (Mar 15, 2013 Update)	Richard L. Prov...	18	11 years 1 month ago
Story	Girl by the lake, standing	seashore	25	11 years 1 month ago
Story	I have come here for your name	lavadis	8	11 years 1 month ago
Story	Every woman is every woman	Calmcarl	3	11 years 1 month ago
Story	The Gweat Wed Dwagon And The Woman Clothed In The Thun	The Walrus	12	11 years 1 month ago
Story	Check Mate	sid	29	11 years 1 month ago
Story	Oxygen	Highhat	23	11 years 1 month ago

My stories

ex - I'm every woman

By lavadis on Sat, 05 Jul 2014

Daniel sprinted out through the buxom gates of The Cart just as a javelin flashed past the tip of his nose and buried itself in the bonnet of a...

Story

Certificate 15

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The beekeeper of Manhattan

By lavadis on Wed, 04 Jun 2014

It was 7.38am when the beekeeper's right eyelid shot open like a parasol snatched up into the maw of a hurricane The eye consumed the interior of the...

Poem

Certificate PG

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My mother was a cyclops

By lavadis on Sat, 10 May 2014

My mother was a cyclops which made her hard to love she had the patina of humanity but the hues of light and darkness which billowed and susurrated...

Biography

Poem

Certificate PG

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Other trains

By lavadis on Wed, 26 Feb 2014

Her voice was like the Siberian air masses which chill the eastern slopes of the Urals She worked the tables in the kind of bar which claims to be in...

Fantasy

Poem

Certificate 15