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StoryBreeder of Black Cats rosaliekempthorne93 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe descent alexwritings83 years 3 weeks ago
StoryLess than Awesome rosaliekempthorne03 years 3 weeks ago
StoryWhiteout ReWrite II-1 (Empty Slopes) [Part 1 of 2] Mac_Ashton23 years 1 month ago
StoryWhiteout ReWrite II-1 (Empty Slopes) [Part 2 of 2] Mac_Ashton13 years 1 month ago
StorySoaped ablestmage33 years 1 month ago
StorySuperstitious rosaliekempthorne03 years 1 month ago
StoryHome elz43 years 1 month ago
StoryNow Leroy He A Gambler paborama23 years 1 month ago
StoryThese Games We Play with the Universe rosaliekempthorne83 years 1 month ago
StoryWhiteout Rewrite (Departing the Black Market) Mac_Ashton33 years 1 month ago
Story"Cynthia" rosaliekempthorne13 years 1 month ago
StoryWerewolves (2 of 2) rosaliekempthorne03 years 1 month ago
StoryWerewolves (1 of 2) rosaliekempthorne03 years 1 month ago
StoryLast Year's Letter rosaliekempthorne13 years 1 month ago
StoryTao rosaliekempthorne23 years 1 month ago
StoryRabbits pencil_flake63 years 1 month ago
StoryPoem 2016 Rachel Down23 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Beginning. Mark_Daniels23 years 1 month ago
Storytrifecta maggyvaneijk173 years 1 month ago
StoryA Man of the Mountain Mac_Ashton13 years 1 month ago
StoryGoodbye Mark_Daniels73 years 1 month ago
Story"Petra" rosaliekempthorne03 years 1 month ago
StoryDownpour(III:8) Mickey Mac_Ashton63 years 1 month ago
StoryDownpour(II:6 The Arena) Mac_Ashton33 years 2 months ago

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My stories

Cherry

The Tree of Many Fruits (Part 2 of 2)

We sat in the house, surrounding the low table, with the purse and its contents strewn, shining, tempting. “This is a lot of money,” Johesh said. “A...
Cherry

The Tree of Many Fruits (Part 1 of 2)

I planted this tree in my garden. It was an orphan tree, a lone survivor of the storms that kept us inside for nearly a week. And then, when the...
Cherry

The Wind in Our Hair

It’s windy up here. It’s exhilarating and galeforce and make-you-feel-alive. There’s a half hour hike through paddocks, and a short stretch of forest...

The Way I Am

I set the table. It has to be just right. I’m nervous as all hell, and it doesn’t help. I line the forks up, checking the angle, once, twice, again...
Cherry

The Explorer

I set the table. It has to be just right. The table itself, old and oak, inlaid with shells, whorled with carvings, round and raised and varnished...

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