Itane Vero
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | The old song will not declare itself | Itane Vero | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Eighteen Sheets to the Wind | ralph | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | iFun | iDrew | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | On Sizzling Days | Jane Hyphen | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Something about the heat of the sun | Itane Vero | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Earth's the right place for love | Itane Vero | 0 | 12 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Garbage blues | Itane Vero | 2 | 13 years 2 weeks ago |
| Story | The poor in spirit | Itane Vero | 4 | 13 years 2 weeks ago |
| Story | What we do | Itane Vero | 2 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Like old friends do | Itane Vero | 2 | 13 years 3 weeks ago |
| Story | Is this desire | Itane Vero | 4 | 13 years 1 month ago |
My stories
Do you know who made you?
For sure, I have seen the invitation. It was an old-fashioned one. A nicely designed envelope with a matching letter. Ornate fond, effective images...
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Adaptibility
That is how it comes into being. One day I open my front door. The river flows inward. To say that I am totally surprised wouldn't be fair. I have...
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What you see when you open the window
He notices the light. It's a sparing flame shivering above a wax candle. It does not bother him how the rays ricochets against his brittle eyes. What...
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True nature
Higher. Wider. Deeper. It has to be there. It's going around, they whisper about it. If I am standing upright, I catch a glimpse of it. A location...
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Half moon
When I sailed the oceans, when I discovered a new route to China with the Halve Maen. When I hung over the railing gray of scurvy, when tidal waves...
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