l'ange de mort : Writing

crisis

crisis

A Story by l'ange de mort


Dr Johan rubbed his bleary eyes. He set his mug on the counter top and waited for another refill of coffee. He had been working for 23 hours straight..
I understand...

I understand...

A Story by l'ange de mort


I walked along, trying to make sense of everything around me�"the shouts, the screams. I walked along, trudging in the hot, dusty afternoo..
The Lost Labour of Heracles

The Lost Labour of Heracles

A Story by l'ange de mort


Eurystheus was terrified. How could Heracles, the despicable half-brother of his, have come back from the Underworld, the dreaded, white-hot flaming u..
A world of colours

A world of colours

A Poem by l'ange de mort


Hi guys! this is me 1st post so ya. pls help 2 review! I hope u enjoy reading tis as much as I did making it!