http://slow.writerscafe.org/Adeigne The original writings of author A. G. Camden en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776101817 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 [DNA ANALYSIS STATUS: OK][ID #10059      DR. JAEN GRANT KAL-RINÂE][CLEARANCE LEVEL: 7][ACCESS: GRANTED][FILE #MMMDCCXLVII.4.01.3489][AUTHOR: N/A]Regarding the fact that I am not allowed to reveal anything that involves the people whom have made me sign the agreement, I can .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adeigne/975146/ The women stand beside him on a cliffOn the top of their thoughts; on the dawn of the roseThey have laid purple leaves to crown his head,Although the dying heart remains untouched. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adeigne/975135/ In this novel, three voices unravel the different meanings of 'hyldaen', a word in an ancient and forgotten language: hybrid; without belonging; messenger. What lies beyond semantics? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adeigne/969845/ Deceive your god, announce killing season,Gunpowder and shotguns sensing the thrillDare to forget and spare all the reasonAcknowledge your bullets, remain heathen;Uncover all saints, once shown sinners they'llDeceive their god, announce killing season.Hesitant prayers without cohesionAwait for Judge.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adeigne/957199/ A poem about letting go. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adeigne/951872/ My hands forgot to caress your skinOnce in a Sunday daydream.The side-walk remembers your feetTwice, the hangover's evening;Oh! Those bright, bright silk sheetsOver your thighs, the wind blowing my mind.Another time, sight on the glass...What happened to those mirrors,That once, or twice, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adeigne/947011/ I will go and leave my shellAs if about silence I care;this wet-velvet dream I wearShall not in this warm darkness dwell http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adeigne/945107/ A sort of villanelle http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adeigne/945100/