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- Changes at storywrite
"Don't shed a tear for me, I stand alone. This path of destiny is all my own. Once in the hands of fate, there is no choice. An echo on the wind, you'll hear my vo - Morning Star at storywrite
There are shadows in the sky
Dancing in the air - Memoria - Chapter 7 - Omegia at storywrite
"Many say Genesia is the beginning.
Even death follows unto Corprusia. - Memoria - Chapter 6 - Visia at storywrite
"Seeing through times's mist,
black and white merge to grey. - Memoria - Chapter 5 - Reactia at storywrite
"Chosen path lays bare,
he of night seeks his maker. - Memoria - Chapter 4 - Momentia at storywrite
"Gather Momentia - force of will
Darkness heeds to his call. - Memoria - Chapter 3 - Revealia at storywrite
"Truth and destiny,
all shall be known. - Memoria - Chapter 2 - Corprusia at storywrite
"Of death comes life,
the time of Corprusia. - Memoria - Chapter 1 - Genesia at storywrite
"In Genesia of beginnings,
darkness fills an innocent child, - Fires At Midnight at storywrite
This is the 4th (and final?) part of my series 'The Clock Ticks On', those who haven't read the first 3 parts are encouraged to do so, you can find the first one he - The Storm at storywrite
This is the 3rd part of my series 'The Clock Ticks On', those who haven't read the first 2 parts are encouraged to do so, you can find the first one here
And th - Mysterious Movement at storywrite
Hello there!
Ok before you just dive in and start reading, this piece is a bit different. A while back I wrote a short piece. The idea was to describe an action without usin - Shadow Of The Moon at storywrite
This is part 2 of my 'The Clock Ticks On' series. New readers are encouraged to read the first part before reading this one. You can find it here
Part three is avai - The Clock Ticks On at storywrite
As the wind chimes play along the breeze, singing songs to stir the soul, rainbow colors entwined in fairytales, on the maypole...'
Stacey grasped the fluttering ribbo - Back To Earth at storywrite
Captain Carmen Parma glided to the front of her one man spaceship. The effort of pushing against the bulkhead to propel herself into the cockpit made her wheeze. Already she is - Our Car at storywrite
Back, way back, many moons ago as a famous resident if Pretoria Gardens would say, there was a car.
A nice car, Toyota Corolla 1200, the '79 model. Going on 25 years of age, - Remember at storywrite
The boy walked into the darkened hall, the only light coming from the center, where a big piano stood illuminated by a spotlight. He could sense spectators in t - Flows of Time at storywrite
Time flows as a great river through the endless passages of days, events unfold and tales are told beyond remembrance. Lives crisscross and destinies are made. I stand in the l - A story, once at storywrite
A story once unfolded of a man, wise in his years met a young boy while travelling the shores of the land. The young man helped the older get up from where he lay after he had - Winds of Forever at storywrite
A world is born. Fresh and new, thunder rolls over the bare mountains, and rain drops lash the earth for the first time. Deep within a cave the flickering glow of lightning ill - Eyes of Heaven at storywrite
The young man with the three-pointed pendant walked into a clearing surrounded by old trees, the forest itself speaking of old age. Nothing stirred, not a breeze, not a creatur - Velut Luna at storywrite
o fortuna
velut luna - Points of Five at storywrite
'I fear no curse I fear no hells, unholy ghosts or wishing wells'
Words echoed through the forest as she danced around the fire, invoking the spirits - Signs at storywrite
"I thought of you the other day, how worlds of change led us astray"
- As I Lay Me Down To Sleep at storywrite
When darkness falls for the last time, a single moment of realisation comes, and you see all of your faults, your mistakes. You see the truth of the past and future, the possib - Spoken Word at storywrite
'A new age is coming, of hope and joy...'
Sarah climbed onto the railing, slightly swaying as the wind buffeted at her from all directions. - Destiny Awaits at storywrite
Jack stared out of the window, trees flashed by followed by the harsh grey brown of winter dried fields. A car went past, going into the opposite direction. The only driver, a
