Maracaa

My Stories

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  • The Night of Nets
    The crickets were feisty.
    From my perch on the tree, I could hear them making a rumpus, their continuous clipped chirping sounded from bel
    900 words, 2 comments, May 5, 2006. In Fantasy, First person
  • The Moorland Hide
    They kept low in the grass, not daring to make a sound. There were about seven of them, all of the house of Barr-Ach. Buried in the tangle
    800 words, May 2, 2006. In Fantasy, Starting idea
  • The Last Argument of Lelcae
    “The Dead can not come back to live again,” said Lelcae cheerily as he tipped his glass towards his host’s direction and taking another sip
    1100 words, August 6, 2005. In <200 lines, Fiction
  • Father Pheonix (part one)
    In the days when Elvidnerr ruled, there lived, on the very edges of town, a hardworking smith. He hand a closly shaved beard for fear of it
    1000 words, August 8, 2003. In <200 lines, Fantasy

My Poetry

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  • Requiem
    Cows to pasture, / People to their lives. / A breath lost in the wind / -Who can sing my note but me?
    <100 words, May 17, 2007. In Thoughts, Personal
  • Sudden Sight
    In the lull that is the storm...I, in futurity, with ease
    <100 words, December 4, 2006. In Hope, Other
  • Sleep, little girl, sleep
    Keep your tender hands
    From tinkering in this world
    <100 words, May 5, 2006. In 0, 0, 5

My other items

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  • Requiem at allpoetry
    Cows to pasture, / People to their lives. / A breath lost in the wind / -Who can sing my note but me?

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