Looking for flowers
Conflict to find peace
Is it Friday the 13th?
It may only be your imagination.
When She Found Me
The world withstanding, she gasps
Stella’s Visitor – Act 5
“Walk with me, Stella,” purred the blue cat. “Let me share something with you.” Still grappling with the reality of a world with talking animals and no sun, Stella simply nodded and kept pace with her new azure companion as it shared with her a cautionary tale. Stella listened for hours and learned of the continuing…
Stella’s Visitor – Act 4
Stella had fallen asleep. She was laying on the floor in the moonlight. She didn’t realize it, but she was also curled next to the meteorite that had mysteriously broke through her dining room window earlier in the day. Breathing softly, Stella dreamed of vast flowing landscape. She saw hills of green sand dotted with…
One day in November, she picked up where she left off. Offline for too long, she steps on board for #NaBloPoMo again. A gain for the month of November, she plans to share short stories. Stories of love, life, and liberty. ________ Tuesday, November 1, 2016. I wrote my first lines for the first day…
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