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Stories by dreamweavers
poetry as a concept
Writing: as concentrated time. Hundreds of words trail into a few meaningless minutes, time spent with nothi...
Come Cruelly Caroling
The movement at his door stills, as does the breath in his lungs. For a moment, he's on the verge of safety...
Nettle Tea
When the folk first take her, Aoife falls to her knees and throws up.
"That shouldn't happen," Saor...