My Stories
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Prologue
Chan Lee raced through the forest, bolting in full Crinos form, the shaggy hairy beast hideous to behold – but Lord, it was fast! The werewolf surged forwards after6100 words, 2 comments, February 23, 2005. In 200-1500 lines, Other
My Poetry
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All is still and quiet.
The trees barely move in the heat -
An African child who has stepped on a mine and may not live for more than a few hours.
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In the gloom of modern era
When greed stains inner fears,
