Category Musings

Seasons

Seasons come and go with the year’s swift change. Silver are the linings of the stories they bring, often in the form of long lost memories. Woe befall the weaker minds with no echo of times past. oh the sights…

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Silver Stories

Silver is the night with her eyes of starlight and half moon smile. Silver is the outline of the clouds under a dark sky. Silver is the time when I feel the world is asleep and I can drift away…

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The Story of Life

The bone is old. Not the oldest thing in this cluttered mess of a room, but not the newest by any means. It’s long and bleached white from years in the sun. there are a few cracks, but don’t cracks…

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faces in the clouds

Day 1 Lauraine scooted closer to the counter  “lauraine!” lucy hissed “what are you doing? They’ll see you.”  Lauraine glared at her then glanced around the room two men patrolled the hostages and a third sat in one of the…

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iron

It feels like ever so long ago,  that I lay safe,  away from war,  away from pain Ever so long ago.  When my home was whole And my mind untouched By the taint of fear I remember that day  It…

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