http://slow.writerscafe.org/Mistyj The original writings of author MistyJRose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775985154 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Alarms sounded all over the complex, just as Joanna was about to hit save on the computer. Sitting stark up right in her chair, she watched the door a moment� hoping beyond hope that it wasn�t what she thought it was. Her father had promised her that she would safe deep insid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mistyj/297299/ Damian stood behind his desk, staring out towards the ocean, watching the seagulls take off with their prize in their mouth. Things were falling into place nicely. He heard the door creak open, announcing someone had entered.         �Good mornin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mistyj/286867/ Rodger laid down the last card he held in his hand, as Damian walked through the door. Looking up, he collected the cards in his hands.         �Someone was using their powers tonight. 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