http://slow.writerscafe.org/fiona%20wellings The original writings of author Amanda Grae en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776334294 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 this is actually part of a creative essay i wrote a couple years ago... i just fell in love with it http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fiona-wellings/282433/ again... i'm not into explaining my stories or giving overviews... i think it ruins the fun in reading them... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fiona-wellings/282427/ i'm not much for explaining my writings... but i just wanna say about this one - it's pretty amatuer and a bit cheesy, but i hope you all enjoy it anyway... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fiona-wellings/282420/ Street's edgeLittered with broken glassFrom vandalized windowsAnd half-drunk beer bottles Alone in the nightSilence stings tethered nervesCutting deep into memory A lonely memoryA small girl crying rainEscaping into fairytalesKnapsack pounding into heartbeats&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fiona-wellings/234326/ Shadows sway against the dark nightSigns of life? Of company?I wouldn't mind itI've been waiting for ever to get away The shadows surround meTrapping me in this black abyssCalling me to join themCalling me into the endless night Will I go willingly; become a shadow?Wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fiona-wellings/234313/ A sign from heavenSays to run awayI can't stop reasonOnly what you sayIt drives me crazyBut it might be trueI never thought I'dFall in love with you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fiona-wellings/234304/ The dreams we dreamThey come to lifeWhen demons screamAnd faeries cry When goblins fleeAnd wizards playThey cannot seeThe coming day We never see themFor they hideAmong the willowsAnd the tides The only timeWe do foreseeIs in the darkAmong our dream.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fiona-wellings/234302/ Dreams mix with realityIn this night wrapped in cold handsFever sends shivers down my spineSweat across my back A cold summer's night made hot and heavySounds of silence fill the airA bitter ringing in my earsInterrupting my thoughtsSending me soaring back to dreamland http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/fiona-wellings/234299/