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StoryLost One Chinobus03 years 1 week ago
StoryNotes from Isolation 1: Characterization Chinobus03 years 7 months ago
StorySchism: The Final Stretch and Freedom from Agrophobia Chinobus43 years 7 months ago
StoryInsomniacs Garden Chinobus03 years 11 months ago
StoryThree Children Chinobus04 years 4 months ago
StoryChapter 21 Excerpt-Behind a Curtain Chinobus04 years 7 months ago
StoryChapter 8 Excerpt-Who Are You? Chinobus04 years 9 months ago
Forum topicSchism Update: Down but Not Out Chinobus45 years 1 month ago
StoryChapter 3 Excerpt-Ad Memoria Chinobus15 years 3 months ago
StoryChapter 6 Excerpt-Nameless Thing Chinobus35 years 3 months ago
StoryChapter 1 Excerpt-Just Another Day Chinobus05 years 3 months ago
StoryA Long, Dark Multiverse Ahead: What Schism is About or a Rough Context Chinobus05 years 3 months ago
Blog entryTwelve Years: What I Experienced from a Story That Would Not Die Chinobus25 years 3 months ago
StoryRepressed Chinobus05 years 3 months ago
StorySaintly Chinobus05 years 3 months ago
StoryLast Laugh Chinobus25 years 4 months ago
StorySing Chinobus05 years 8 months ago
StoryPussy Willows Rhiannonw95 years 9 months ago
StoryEnshrined Chinobus06 years 1 month ago
StoryOpen Chinobus06 years 2 months ago
StoryInterpret Chinobus06 years 5 months ago
StoryPrettier Chinobus16 years 5 months ago
StoryEscape Chinobus06 years 6 months ago
StoryPull Chinobus06 years 8 months ago
StoryHollow Chinobus06 years 10 months ago

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Lost One

Through amber shores of timeless space, Eyes ever peering into the penitent unknown, Of beauty cast from diamond stars, Of horrors unspeakable that...

Notes from Isolation 1: Characterization

I have been contemplating ways to keep everyone informed on my progress about my novel as that is very much essential as of now to avoid falling into...
Cherry

Schism: The Final Stretch and Freedom from Agrophobia

To those few on here who have known my slightly shoddy work on my first novel I think it's time to come clean and make this an open letter confession...

Insomniacs Garden

As hours wane between the fading moon, This soul leaps through the nether thorns in a boundless frenzy, Mind transfixed whereupon what has, And has...

Three Children

So it was that each of the three danced, One near the warmth of a hearth, Another over a hungering grave, Third upon the stars entranced. As was they...

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Posted on Sun, 06 Jul 2014

Excellent choice of words and provides a sweeping view of the notoriuous hunting grounds of the infamous Jack the Ripper-esqe feel. However lets see something new. Love it but keep it interesting mes brave.

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