http://slow.writerscafe.org/Frenchiefriez The original writings of author Silvermoon en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776203429 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ---------It wasn’t the sameZelda, I forced myself to remember. This Zeldawas a mere child, a shadow of that Zelda.This Zelda was the princess ofHyrule, the young girl of the royal family, and a perfect stranger to me. That Zelda was the courageo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frenchiefriez/1037129/ It is all a blur. There are no colors, the gray, clouded sky blending in with the dull, lifeless trees, the shadow of the gray sun peeking above the morning mist of gray fog. But the faces of people, twisted with anguish, the heavy sound of tears hitting the damp grass, the slabs of stone stuck into.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frenchiefriez/1035592/ Who am I?At school, I am the smart kid.The one who teachers adore.The lonely one with a few friends that we all know aren't real.The one who has potentialandagreatfuture.The quiet one who gets A's on everything.The one on honor roll.At home, I am the disappointment.The one who plays violin and piano.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frenchiefriez/1029653/ Depressing short story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Frenchiefriez/1026610/