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Blood of an aching heart spilling on to the page to form the words that will eventually lead to self healing.

Prologue for mystery story submission for contest.

Work in progress

A small excerpt of the beginning of chapter three.

Is it too much to ask: For you to put up with my fits Is it If you can just let me breath a little bit Is it If you can just see it my ..

As I sit here going over in my head the words I will say to you; My soul cries out with joy from a heart found that was just as true; I’ve pla..

A whisper is all I dare to chance For the love I see is not yet tangible As it rides on the summer breeze weightless and unformed I whisper of yo..