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StoryLady of Angels - Part 3 rosaliekempthorne18 years 10 months ago
StoryLady of Angels - Part 2 rosaliekempthorne18 years 10 months ago
StoryLady of Angels - Part 1 rosaliekempthorne28 years 10 months ago
StoryWhite rosaliekempthorne58 years 11 months ago
StoryBlack rosaliekempthorne28 years 11 months ago
StoryBlue rosaliekempthorne38 years 11 months ago
StoryGreen rosaliekempthorne28 years 11 months ago
StoryGrey rosaliekempthorne28 years 11 months ago
StorySaffron rosaliekempthorne28 years 11 months ago
StorySilver rosaliekempthorne28 years 11 months ago
StoryRed rosaliekempthorne28 years 11 months ago
CollectionColours rosaliekempthorne08 years 11 months ago
StoryRe-Emergence rosaliekempthorne49 years 1 month ago
StoryQueen: For All the Long Days to Come rosaliekempthorne29 years 1 month ago
StorySpring Where You Are rosaliekempthorne29 years 1 month ago
StoryA Step in the Great Journey - Part 1 rosaliekempthorne29 years 6 months ago
Story A Step in the Great Journey - Part 2 rosaliekempthorne09 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Actress rosaliekempthorne29 years 7 months ago
StoryUnder the Bed - Part 2 rosaliekempthorne29 years 7 months ago
StoryUnder the Bed - Part 1 rosaliekempthorne19 years 7 months ago
StoryFifty-Fifty rosaliekempthorne59 years 10 months ago
StoryUnguarded Letters rosaliekempthorne09 years 10 months ago
StoryAlien Interviews rosaliekempthorne39 years 11 months ago

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My stories

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The Garden I Grew

He hurt me, you see. That’s what you have to understand. I put a lot of faith in him and he took that faith, screwed it up, threw it away. Just like...
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Two Halves of Heart

Two halves of a heart; Yin to the Yang. My plenty to your fire-blighted desert. The shadow, and the light it takes to cast it. Your blue to my orange...
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Danger and Devotion

Crazy days. You reach the station, and you can see that everything is as it shouldn’t be. Even as the shuttle lands, you can see a difference in the...

Quarantine Bridge

She walks across the bridge every day. It’s the path between her home and the market. Each day, be it windy or sun-filled, wet, frozen, wild, grey,...
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Pieces of Healing

Jodie slogged home through the rain. Pelting down, and icy cold. She tugged her coat around herself, trying to snuggle into the furry rim of her hood...

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