Pixeh

My Stories

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  • 100 words, 11 comments, September 27, 2004. In <200 lines, Adult
  • Camp was made when travel was no longer possible. The sun had set long ago and my little brown burlap prison was bleak and dark. I could no longer see my hand in front of me, n
    1400 words, 4 comments, September 5, 2004. In <200 lines, Fantasy
  • The forest reeked of unnatural silence. No birds called, no leaves stirred and it seemed the inhabitants had turned invisible. All around me was a feeling of dread, the hairs s
    1800 words, 9 comments, September 4, 2004. In <200 lines, Fantasy
  • Finally Monday was over.  The subway train was almost empty with a few business-like people in their straight cut, dull attire carrying a variety of newspapers, briefcases
    2900 words, August 22, 2004. In 200-1500 lines, Fiction, Humor, Romance

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