Stories by Christabell, by newest first

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  • Jazz
    The icy-blue tips of snow capped mountains are visible everywhere, sprinkled across the horizon.  The peaks sing of majesty in a dignified hum of wind and weather and I ca
    by Christabell 500 words, 3 comments, on Sep 17 3:23 PM 2005. In <200 lines, Other
  • Alive
    It’s a moment of pure inspiration that causes me to do it, for the most part.  Or maybe it’s just the overwhelming desire to do something frowned upon, almost taboo.  
    by Christabell 600 words, 1 comment, on Dec 12 9:04 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Fantasy, Other
  • Cherry Lips
    by Christabell 600 words, 9 comments, on Jun 14 8:10 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Fiction, Romance, Young adult
  • A Friend too Good to Last
    Mark  - the very name makes me think of him, and pushes me to recall the painful incident.  He was ten at the time, only a few weeks older than I was.  It makes
    by Christabell 500 words, 2 comments, on May 2 6:01 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
  • Destroy
    He knew he was beautiful, good lord, yes he knew.  He knew that the first time she laid eyes on him; leaning slightly against the wall in model-esque form, dark jeans perfectly
    by Christabell 300 words, 3 comments, on Feb 17 6:17 PM 2004. In <200 lines, Other
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