http://slow.writerscafe.org/maddye The original writings of author maddye en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776194645 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Chapter One                                              Therewas a sound&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/682867/ Chapter One                                              Therewas a sound&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/682865/ The 23rd March 2010 was the day I died.   Not the day my heart stopped beating  or the day my breath ceased to rise and fall in my chest but the day that my whole being was consumed in sadness, a sadness that leaves an empty shell. I walk, I talk, I eat, I breathe, I exist but I no lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/542601/ His eyes screamed at me because his mouth could not, contained behind that silver duct tape.  As Mrs Pemberton took the first strike they rolled back in his head and his whole body arched in searing pain.  I could not contain the wry smile that spread across my lips.Blood splashed the mu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/542597/ Greiving mothers who have all lost their children to Paedophiles, group together to exact their own brand of vigilante justice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/542595/ It was almost dark when Gabriel pulled up outside the university.  My feet ached, even in centuries of high heels my feet still ached after a day on them, when I consider what else my poor feet have had to endure it makes me chuckle to myself that a killer pair of heels is probably still the mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/220013/ I don’t know if you can imagine living for all eternity.  I believe you can wish for such a thing without fully realising exactly what you are asking for but I do not believe you can understand what it means to live for all eternity.  The things that I have seen and done would split .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/220011/ `You are hitting me like a girl today bro` what is up with that ?`  Casey slapped Daniel with the back of his hand, the glove smarted his skin and woke him up. Casey laughed at the startled look on Daniels face, it must be a woman, Daniel only got this way over women.`Who is she?` he asked in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/220010/ `You are lost today mistress` Gabriel commented, pouring more syrup than was normal on to his large stack of waffles `He got to you didn’t he` He paused `It is because he reminds you of HIM, isn’t it ?``You cross the line Gabriel ` I angered. `When I want your comments and observations.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/220009/ Daniel stirred, the light of dawn cascaded through a gap in the blind, dust danced as snow in a globe settling in puddles and pools on every surface that lay dormant. He was running through the woods, he could hear the sound of hooves in the distance, his breath was hard and heavy, his lungs fishi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/220008/ To Remember“What can you hear Brighid ?”. Brighid clenched her eyes shut so that even the light from beneath her blindfold was cast in to shadow and all became blackness.  She listened intently to the earth.“I hear the sounds of the brook yonder, the water caressing the st.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/220007/ I am a voice carried on the winds of time, I am many faces and many names. Cursed to walk this earth for eternity I carry the knowledge of men and gods. I am myth, I am legend, I am the traveller and these are my stories. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/220001/ Prologue Dominion crept silently through the living. The night bore down on sleepers as a blanket. His steps were careful as he walked the plains of existence not visible to man but the whisper in your ear, the tingle at your spine, the shadow out of sight, the eyes you feel upon you they a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/219996/ What if it didn't matter if you were a saint or a sinner, what if it didn't matter if you had been good or evil, what if the only thing that mattered in your second of judgment was who got there first ...... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/219995/ When you need this work it will speak to you and help you find your voice http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/maddye/200463/