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Lt Katia in Afghanistan Ch 2

Lt Katia In Afghanistan
Ch 2

Katia has two fortnights back home near Worcester, with her parents, relaxing and trying to adjust to being a woman. She's been dealing with the effects of PTSD, but Malok has been able to help by making internal repairs to her mind, and being with her folk will help much.

Tonight I Wept


Tonight I Wept
By
Gwen Brown

Today I felt lost; almost bereft, seeking something that was not in my own heart or in my relationship with what surrounds me. In many, perhaps most ways I feel so blessed. I have a nice place to live. I am not beaten by my husband; forced to stay at home, unable to leave without permission. There will be no stoning for me if someone tells a lie about me. I can vote, and I can drive.

“I am lonely!” I cry out to that which I can not see but that I know is there.

Cold Feet Interlude

***WARNING***
This is a very short 'what if' taken from a suggestion from one of my Dear Readers, who can claim credit if they feel they wish to. It is unpleasant and nasty, and written to take the taste of a bad day from my mouth. There is nothing redeeming about either of the characters in this piece. Read with caution.

COLD FEET. AN INTERLUDE

To Ascend the Peak

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To Ascend the Peak

by Faeriemage

Copyright  © 2010 Faeriemage
All Rights Reserved.

"It is within each of us to ascent the peak to that Crystal Throne. Who among you dares?"
His Imperial Majesty, Raoul Steven Andrew Southerland
Fifth Emperor of the Crystaline Empire.

To Ascend the Peak: 1

To Ascend the Peak

by Faeriemage

Copyright  © 2010 Faeriemage
All Rights Reserved.

"It is within each of us to ascent the peak to that Crystal Throne. Who among you dares?"
His Imperial Majesty, Raoul Steven Andrew Southerland
Fifth Emperor of the Crystaline Empire.

The Stone of Selana

For those of you who enjoy epic fantasy, here is a novel over on Bob's OtherWorldsR.US site that has been publishing a chapter a week for some time. It touches on lesbian themes, and has some minor TG plotline in one chapter, but by and large is a classic fantasy novel.

SuZie

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Strangewise -1- A Dream of Winter

A Dream of Winter

by Erin Halfelven

The aisles of the warehouse store wound around like a worm committing self-abuse. High up on one shelf sat a fifty-five gallon drum. All frosty white and silver on a midnight blue and black background, letters spelled out "Winter" like that was the name of a new energy drink.

"Why would anyone want a can of Winter that big?" asked little Jodie.

Apples and Honey

Apples and Honey
 
by Maggie the Kitten
 
This Kitten tale is dedicated to Rosh Hashanah, the celebration of the Jewish New Year.
It is a very important date for the Jewish faith,
and since it’s very important to my mommy then it’s very important to me.

Huggles Momma Shelly I hope you enjoy.

Missing

MISSING

I leave behind the usual clutter
Of unfinished business,
Regrets, and roads not taken in life

I also leave my heart poured out on paper
Undiscovered glimpses of my life
To be enjoyed by any who find them good

Or perhaps to be ridiculed,
As being to soft and light for the modern world

Whatever the fate of my work,
It seems petty, in the face of the poetry
Of my true and final resting place

I say now to those who might care for me
“Do not look for me in the harsh lights of the city
Nor in the cool foothills of the mountains
I have gone home to stay”

For you – waiting, waiting

Sometimes Lust masquerades as Love
Sometimes Love masquerades as Lust
This is sort of a slice of my life story, something that occurred a couple of weeks ago.


For you — waiting, waiting

By Karen J. Taylor

Copyright 2010

A Very Eventful Summer Chapter 3

A Very Eventful Summer

CHAPTER 3
 
by Freya
Copyright © 2010 by Freya

 

The teens have successfully gotten out of the test tubes,
but now need to get out of the room ...

Granny's Song

GRANNY’S SONG

When I was a young girl, my granny held me on her knee
She used to tell me stories about our great country

Stories about the riggin’ men and the cowboys true
About the winters so cold, turn your fingers blue

She taught me right from wrong, to be good to everyone
And to never leave a chore alone, until it has been done

Sometimes I could ride a horse, or go in a pickup truck
I thought that nobody else had ever had such luck

She would sing of the river red, and how she would long
For the range, and her man, my granddaddy, who was so strong

Falling (edited)

Falling
I have now edited this story, to answer some of the issues commentators brought up

Dawn entered her apartment. It was sparse, little more than the size of a hotel suite. It had a tiny kitchen, a bedroom, and a small dining room. She went into the bedroom, sat down at the computer, wiped away a tear, and started to type.

Dawn’s Story:

I should have seen that coming. I bet everyone has said that at least once. Well, sometimes, you are better off not knowing. Take me for example.

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