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StoryRespect Ewan25 years 1 month ago
StoryWhen the Time Comes rosaliekempthorne55 years 1 month ago
StoryFor Abbey Lily K45 years 1 month ago
StoryStray Cat randy-johnson35 years 1 month ago
StoryFifty rosaliekempthorne05 years 1 month ago
StoryAir rosaliekempthorne05 years 2 months ago
StoryStorm, no rain! Rhiannonw105 years 2 months ago
StoryWater rosaliekempthorne05 years 2 months ago
StoryFire rosaliekempthorne15 years 2 months ago
StoryEarth rosaliekempthorne25 years 2 months ago
StoryTrue Love rosaliekempthorne15 years 2 months ago
StoryFatal Tattoos rosaquinn15 years 2 months ago
StoryIn Conversation With Bears onemorething115 years 2 months ago
StoryFire Engine Red rosaliekempthorne45 years 2 months ago
StoryBobby-Joe-George rosaliekempthorne65 years 2 months ago
StoryMental awareness monodemo45 years 2 months ago
StoryMoon-Silver rosaliekempthorne15 years 2 months ago
StoryI've Been Shot In The Ass! randy-johnson25 years 2 months ago
StoryFire-Touched Magenta rosaliekempthorne15 years 2 months ago
StoryBright Yellow rosaliekempthorne05 years 2 months ago
StoryWe Are Electric Ewan15 years 3 months ago
StoryRed Roof on Rumble rosaliekempthorne15 years 3 months ago
StoryOnly Imagined rosaliekempthorne35 years 3 months ago
StorySea Shells rosaliekempthorne15 years 4 months ago
StoryLines on Pages - Part Three of Three rosaliekempthorne15 years 4 months ago

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My stories

Where the Rivers Meet - 1

They negotiate treaties here. They sat it is because the magic of the interweaving rivers sees all, it knows when the truth is missing, the bubbling...
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Cassiolta - 2

It was Cassiolta. She broke it all. I was wild with the jealousy only a child of not-quite-nine can know. I thought she was a conniving witch, a...
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Cassiolta - 1

I used to imagine that I was in love with him. A strange target for a young girl to choose. We who are supposed to set our sights on handsome princes...
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Cherry

A Pact of Sorts

“You’re a murderer!” she yelled at him. “I told you. He isn’t dead.” “It’s the next best thing.” “He did the same to me.” “Without knowing. This is...
Cherry

Older Memories

This would be the place then. Jadda squinted against the heavy hand of the sun. Up on the hillock there were a couple of great stones, man-high...

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