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The highwayman

The highwayman

A Story by ~Sarah~ Idríel The..


Or the curse of the silent road
Assorted Tales

Assorted Tales

A Story by penhive


These are a collection of Micro-Fiction
Cast Away Curse

Cast Away Curse

A Poem by MaximumFlight


Cast me out like a curse,so fast my head's still spinning.I don't know how long I'll last as a headcase.Please, let this be the past so I can think st..
A Silent War

A Silent War

A Story by Ibrahim Sharifah


Meet Hīmarī a Guardian and the child of rare bloods. She has a whole lot of task at hand.
The Kings gallows

The Kings gallows

A Poem by Gideon X. A. Elson


When know you do the man who wrongly condemns you to death, and with your last words call down calamity upon them.
Curse you Moon

Curse you Moon

A Poem by Gideon X. A. Elson


Sometimes I feel like the moon is staring at me with a wanton disapproval
Commonly Seen Bumper Stickers

Commonly Seen Bumper Stickers

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


You can acknowledge the emptiness at the core of your beingor go crazy when the world goes crazy.The numbers of us overwhelm, an impending tsunami, my..
Verse in a Vase

Verse in a Vase

A Poem by Andrew John


Freeverse
TAKE TWO

TAKE TWO

A Story by R J Fuller


If we could get revenge, would we truly want to?
Margo

Margo

A Book by Krissy Rey


Margo Devereux never expected to get a surprise on her twenty first birthday. She never realized how many secrets her family was hiding from her. Neve..
Unbreakable Eternal Curse - Book One

Unbreakable Eternal Curse - Book One

A Book by Fez Knight


The death curse is rare and has been passed on to the next generation. True love comes once in your life but to be destined to kill your only love is..
The curse.

The curse.

A Poem by Adrian


Everyday the people ask one question, How do I make this Easier? My answer to why we say such things is simple. We Crave Efficiency. As simple cre..
Bad Wod

Bad Wod

A Poem by Poet Pittinix


It's a poem about cursing in Jamaica.
GOLDEN TOUCH

GOLDEN TOUCH

A Poem by Sk.Mansur


GOLDEN TOUCHWhat once was gold, now dirt it became,Was it my touch, or has its time come?Was I cursed at birth, or is a curse that’s born?Nothin..

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