Quickbeam
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ChristchurchA Poem by QuickbeamA depiction of the aftermath of Christchurch after the Earthquakes |
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The MatchA Story by QuickbeamI stand prepared, gloves clenching. With my name pronounced over the many heads of people I start towards the centre of the crowd, brandishing my red .. |
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A PROMISEA Poem by QuickbeamWind whispers through the trees in into the valley dark and green.Dew drops fall passing strands of silver.Birds call in orchestra on swaying branch.. |
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A HOBBIT HOLE (described by an engineer)A Story by QuickbeamAn engineer playing around with the introduction to the Hobbit. |
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THE ROARING BLUE AND WHITEA Poem by QuickbeamAt peace is that solitary feeling you have with the ocean. The intimate conversation with the crashing surf, immersed in the cool rolling water. .. |
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THE HOWL OF A GOOD STORMA Poem by QuickbeamA poem I wrote yesterday trying to get some sleep. |
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The Club, My ChurchA Story by QuickbeamAn extract from a story I'm writing, which is a personal diary of living in my early 20s. |
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THE ALIEN IS HUNTING MEA Story by QuickbeamMy first story is fan fiction, taken from a game called 'Alien Isolation'. The story is actually from my game experience. The anxiety that I felt play.. |
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SOMETHING IS IN MY ROOMA Poem by QuickbeamExperiences from my childhood, living in a dusty Victorian house. |
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THE NOVICE SWORDSMANA Poem by QuickbeamRandom entry in my journal |
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