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StoryRespect Ewan23 years 4 months ago
StoryWhen the Time Comes rosaliekempthorne53 years 4 months ago
StoryFor Abbey Lily K43 years 5 months ago
StoryStray Cat randy-johnson33 years 5 months ago
StoryFifty rosaliekempthorne03 years 5 months ago
StoryAir rosaliekempthorne03 years 5 months ago
StoryStorm, no rain! Rhiannonw103 years 5 months ago
StoryWater rosaliekempthorne03 years 5 months ago
StoryFire rosaliekempthorne13 years 5 months ago
StoryEarth rosaliekempthorne23 years 5 months ago
StoryTrue Love rosaliekempthorne13 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Bag Muck Evictions Schubert53 years 5 months ago
StoryFatal Tattoos rosaquinn13 years 5 months ago
StoryIn Conversation With Bears onemorething113 years 5 months ago
StoryFire Engine Red rosaliekempthorne43 years 5 months ago
StoryBobby-Joe-George rosaliekempthorne63 years 5 months ago
StoryMental awareness monodemo43 years 5 months ago
StoryMoon-Silver rosaliekempthorne13 years 6 months ago
StoryI've Been Shot In The Ass! randy-johnson23 years 6 months ago
StoryFire-Touched Magenta rosaliekempthorne13 years 6 months ago
StoryBright Yellow rosaliekempthorne03 years 6 months ago
StoryWe Are Electric Ewan13 years 6 months ago
StoryRed Roof on Rumble rosaliekempthorne13 years 6 months ago
StoryOnly Imagined rosaliekempthorne33 years 6 months ago
StorySea Shells rosaliekempthorne13 years 7 months ago

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My stories

Where the Rivers Meet - 1

They negotiate treaties here. They sat it is because the magic of the interweaving rivers sees all, it knows when the truth is missing, the bubbling...
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Cassiolta - 2

It was Cassiolta. She broke it all. I was wild with the jealousy only a child of not-quite-nine can know. I thought she was a conniving witch, a...
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Cassiolta - 1

I used to imagine that I was in love with him. A strange target for a young girl to choose. We who are supposed to set our sights on handsome princes...
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A Pact of Sorts

“You’re a murderer!” she yelled at him. “I told you. He isn’t dead.” “It’s the next best thing.” “He did the same to me.” “Without knowing. This is...
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Older Memories

This would be the place then. Jadda squinted against the heavy hand of the sun. Up on the hillock there were a couple of great stones, man-high...

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