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Scouting the Way Ahead: A Beakface Story
Like a grey missile he whistled down, loving every second of the acceleration, thrilling as the yellow bird rushed up into his vision.
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Syrinx
Daphne, divine Daphne! I want to look for the slight
Cane that corresponds to your avoiding lips;
I will make a flute out of her and I will invent motives
That will make ecstatic of love the snow … -
Plar - Beautifully Blue
The Plar sinks deeper discovering a lost world,
Through black and darkness the mystery unfolds -
ON THE SHORE- IN THE SHADOW OF YOUR LOVE
In the shadow of love
When I walked on the shore
I have been thinking of you lately
I didn’t tell you
But I missed you
Walking on the shore
with the waves
Under the bluest sky
I have been … -
Finding the Faery
The sparkling flow of water drew Bill like a magnet. Clumps of jonquils, Dutch iris and daffodils flourished along the banks of the shallow stream, a colourful border that led right up to the base…
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RADIOGRAPHY
It’s like a furnace!
I burnt my eyes
burnt my body
and soul too
I burnt all
burnt my values
burnt past on the stake
there’s nothing more to burn -
GENERATION NEXT
where we have been leaving to our generation next
I often wonder what future generations will make of our efforts! -
"Daddy's Little Girl"
What would it be like to be Wolverine’s daughter? What would your life be like? What would your friends think!?
Those are the issues 7 year old Sasha Lynn Grey lives with every day.
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Say "NO!" to the Orphan Works Act Petition
Say “NO!” to the “Orphan Works Act” Online Electronic Petition, Everyone please sign this, its vital to all of us Artists! Thank you.
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He Needs A Body to Love (Spirit Walks Part 6. Fantasy Art)
‘You will need to see our homunculi fabricators,’ he said, and pointed to a cluster of short, green, dragonfly-winged sprites.
Oh shit! Sama thought. Why did it have to be them? -
The Dragon Of Rural Route Four (conclusion)
The whole time I was in there I could sense a rhythmic breathing motion in the dank air inside the cave, in the dead, cold air. I do know that the dragon is only a metaphor…
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Theilc - Part One
Theilc kicked moodily at a stone that had come loose from the footpath. He looked up at the girl walking quietly by his side, her long dark ponytail swingi…
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The Dragon Of Rural Route Four
It was old Henry, as a matter fo fact, sitting in his spartan kitchen one chilly winter afternoon, who told us that ‘the old people’ always used to hide their money and valuables in the stone fences.
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Story - A Vision from the Ocean
Her voice called to me in the night, musical and haunting; calling from beyond the crash of the surf.
