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She- I stand by her bedside as she awakes from a state of woeful bliss. Outside the hotel harmony and chaos begin their daily battle. Men and women an..
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A Story by Mahan
I have always known myself to be a civilized man. Despite being indecent to my lovers and those around me, I have never broken the contract upon which..
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A Story by Mahan
When I was only a little boy, my friend spoke to me of a treasure hidden beneath a willow tree in our backyard. In my curious state of mind, I purchas..
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A Story by Mahan
-What are you writing about this time?
I said I write of many things and nothing.
-What does that mean?
I said nothing in response. -What does that..
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A Story by Mahan
A procession of sinners is headed today towards a morbid destiny, and by the grace of God I have been chosen to prevent them from going astray. One af..
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A Story by Mahan
1 Behind a sheet of glass he saw life coming to a standstill. The scenery looked unreal, as if it belonged to a painting held in place within the flim..
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A Story by Mahan
The Iron Beast of our desolate town rumbles and groans everyday,reminding us that we are nothing but slaves to our inner desires. With a single roar o..
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A Story by Mahan
Blue eyes.
In them I saw reflections. Of what I know not; maybe myself, or a whole lot of other people whose lives had ended long ago. Yet there the..
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A Story by Mahan
There is a king who lives atop a mountain, ruling his subjects with an iron fist. But then, a most peculiar event takes place, forcing the king to des..
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A Story by Mahan
The time has come for our hero to recall a past he once vowed to forget....
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