http://slow.writerscafe.org/Wtoddrose The original writings of author Todd Rose en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776065990 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The story begins . . . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wtoddrose/280093/ What should have been a high-tech game of hide and seek turns into a night of terror for one man when he discovers a severed finger within a box hidden in the woods. With the finger, there is only a handwritten note: "We are your new gods. We hol http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wtoddrose/280091/ The demon Aeshma  whispered.  And I listened.  I listened to the voice that sounded like the rustling of long dead leaves, the words seeming to emanate from the very molecules of the air itself.  A million raspy voices from a single entity that filled the room and caused my eardr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wtoddrose/275821/ She stands on the boulevard of broken dreams    like a blues song waiting to be writtenwhile the others are prancing                 dancing           &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Wtoddrose/267582/