Madison R. Forest Writing

A quest to a different El Dorado.

It seems even the stars are looking for you.

Broken, I sing the nereiads farewell.

I am not a landscape artist, but waterwalking is not for the weak of mind.

Fetishism flashfic.

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Based on a true story.

Afterlife is much colder than it seems.

I don't even remember the smell of your hair, but I'm sure the full moon does.