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To the parents of the young victims in the many pointless wars around the globe

The barrel was hard pressed against the back of his head. He had known it would come to this, only not so soon. "Here?" He asked. His voice was..

When I awoke she was standing there quietly looking at me with an amused expression on her face. "You talk in your sleep". She said. "I do?"..

Everything is cold and quiet, and the smog lies thick over the city. It’s like just before a storm, when you can feel the tension growing, u..

Don't lose hope, keep trying, land is near.

Amazing stories can be shared by anyone at any place.

It was the winter of 1939, the coldest winter in more ways than the obvious. The Soviet Union had just crossed the border to Finland in a mas..

A story about the Winter War.

In my dreams I’m an architect building you a gilded tower. In my dreams we are two birds flying and kissing between the clouds. ..

A tale about a donkey and his journey to see the king