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Hellfire In A WhortleA Poem by Wulfstan CrumbleHellfire In A Whortle Imagine, if you will Colours inverted Upon windswept heaths Hogshead upon a hearth Embers pulsating As stories crackle. Petals curl Turning crispy bacon B.. |
As Empty As A BottleA Story by Gin TsubasaI wrote this a few years back for my Creative Writing class. It's about using alcohol to cope with death, more or less. |
A Spring BreezeA Poem by Wulfstan CrumbleIf I were a camera I would track a single blossom As it wafted upon a breeze Past green vistas And the world’s people. Instead, here I am Sat within a boiling car Five cars behin.. |
Holy Chicken BatmanA Story by Wulfstan CrumbleScene Preparation. Imagine McDonalds with Style. Maybe call it MOS Burger. Now, make the burgers you get in your wrappings actually look like the burgers in the photos. Now, make them taste nice. .. |
Faerietale (working title)A Story by Gin TsubasaA creative writing assignment that I loved. It's, obviously, a faerietale. With the evil step-mother, handsome prince, beautiful princess, and all the other needed elements. :) |
Super Typhoon SunsetA Poem by Wulfstan CrumbleYour black eyes implore Me as the sun’s many swords Paint our faces red. In the storm’s own wake, Watercolours of the world, Paint strokes of the Gods Oily blue on white, .. |
RosesA Poem by Gin TsubasaA relationship poem. |
Heart AbiddanA Poem by Wulfstan CrumbleI wander the dunlands Am I lost? Amongst butterflies upon a pirl Their painted wings Full of wonder Ruth for the eyes. My merrigan fareld As suggested By my professor, The old da.. |
SpiderwebsA Poem by Gin TsubasaYou’re a problem. You’re an illness. You’re contagious; How can I love you? You’re lovely. You’re trustworthy. You’re amazing, And I hate you. I’m.. |
Japanese RouletteA Story by Wulfstan CrumbleTennoji, South Osaka City. The building was surrounded by police cars when Detective A.Kurokawa arrived. His assistant, Ryuha, stood waiting; outside the Karaoke bar, “You’re late.&rdquo.. |
Oh What A Fun DayA Story by Wulfstan CrumbleA Few interesting days in my life. Things i have experienced and things i have learnt. Today i learnt that Australians don't s.. |
The slatted WindowA Poem by Wulfstan CrumbleA whorled silhouette Beyond the doorway Etched into the pane. A chill tarries Around wooden tables Beneath the wicker vases. Bony fingers turning blue As I linger Within an oaken f.. |
Wraecan's BowerA Story by Wulfstan CrumbleThe ladies of Wreacan’s Bower have a tale. One that keeps their men folk on the tips of their toes. It keeps them gentlemanly and romantic. It was not always so. There would be no three day ridi.. |
A Book of PoemsA Book by DarylA home for my poetry. |
Fantasy: Chapter 15: TensionA Chapter by Linis ArizenTension: I quickly sat up and looked around, Cat was sitting up, grabbing her stomach, my eyes widen and I gently rubbed her back, “Hun you ok!?” She quenched in pain, “Ehh.. |
Fantasy: Chapter 16: DespairA Chapter by Linis ArizenDespair: After awhile, Seria finally calmed down. I looked at her with a renewed look and I hugged her. She smiled and we began walking down towards the cave. On the way down Seria walked besi.. |
Chapter 27A Chapter by My Name is Brenda and I'm..Chapter Twenty-Seven The homicide detective had listened to his story, but Mosby got the impression he might have been just humoring him. He was almost positive that Jacoby was going to file his .. |
Noon at the MappleA Book by Jorge RamosJustin moved into Konel, will it kill him? |
Chapter 28A Chapter by My Name is Brenda and I'm..Chapter Twenty-Eight Harold drove to the hospital while Pete tried to tell his father everything he had learned about amnesia in the first few weeks of his U.Va. Post-Baccalaureate Pre-Med Progra.. |