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10-31-15
A Story by
Raven Starhawk
10-31-15 Upon the first step forward I cringe. My toes curl. I realize I can go no further. Contained in a box I might sleep forever if only ..
10-29-15
A Story by
Raven Starhawk
10-29-15 Through evening’s portal navy blue unraveled like a velvet ribbon. Not long after brilliant dots sown within and their magi..
10-26-15
A Story by
Raven Starhawk
10-26-15 Apparitions patrol our passages at night. Sickness slithers down the walls. Its profuse glops glisten and shift under a balanced pulse o..
10-23-15
A Story by
Raven Starhawk
10-23-15 Once upon a time there was a house of candy. Its walls were made from the flesh of aborted babies, their tiny faces a decoration tha..
10-21-15
A Story by
Raven Starhawk
10-21-15 Black heavy chains hung from the ceiling as a single light rocked back and forth. Its dull beams reflected off a sleek substance..
10-20-15
A Story by
Raven Starhawk
Destiny in arcane décor salutes a new father as I transpired from the puny battle issued by betrayers. Since the crown of thorns burrowed ..
10-19-15
A Story by
Raven Starhawk
10-19-15 Possession served a darling tool and I utilized it well. Nocturnal expeditions exercise my bleak time pocket as I hunched over a wi..
10-17-15
A Story by
Raven Starhawk
10-17-15 I hold a delicate balance in my hand and am skeptical I can bare its weight. I fear I might lose myself to unspeakable horrors, become..
10-15-15
A Story by
Raven Starhawk
10-15-15 Under the dark seeds of man matures the new chance for life. Death is only a beginning for most but as the soul rots with sin so..
10-13-15
A Story by
Raven Starhawk
10-13-15 What are the contests I must face? Maimed I no longer feel much agony. Yet here I walk a charred memory with no place for me. I want to ..
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