glimpses shared by our authors
  • I lay weary in the bed of thorns that they have woven for me. I hear the whispers of dying souls from ages long gone. I listen to their cries ...
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  • Mr. Roberts was a bit of a hero to us, not to the whole school, but to myself, and to a small group of students that clung to his words. ...
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  • Is he really going to leave me in my time of need? Now when i really need him the most? "Yeah I'm really sorry. I know that you are just ...
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  • Chapter 1: Three’s Too Many The rain pelted the windows of the train as it chugged along the country side of Greenville, Iloki. Iloki is pretty much like the United ...
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  • I love him. I know this. with all my heart. But i can not bring myself to admit this, to him. . or the one that i am with at ...
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  • This is probably a good sign. I'm writing in this here page a day again. It's astounding how long I can ignore email reminders. Archiving my hopes daily. I'm now ...
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  • of someone who knew far more than they should and were keeping secrets, softened only by the plaintive--if not somewhat sad--upturning of lips that passed for a smile in the ...
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  • "They say that dreams are only real for as long as they last. Couldnt we say the same about life?" Waking Life, the film, opened my mind last night. So ...
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  • - Where are we? Their minds ask in unison. Their bodies bound, but their souls wander my insides. - Approaching Yhi, two cycles before optimum distance is reached. - Are ...
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  • What if she was the one? Like the one who came before and the one who is yet to come? Why does there have to be the one? Why can ...
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