Greg Close | WritersCafe.org http://slow.writerscafe.org/ilnymhorrim The original writings of author Greg Close en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021452 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Forty-four: A Taste of Home Unnerved by kisses, but stoic through a slap in the face - a small plan develops. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/752970/ Forty-three: Salt & Cookies A recipe for trouble. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/752961/ Forty-two: Persuasions Watch out for the second-hand smoke. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/752960/ Forty-one: Cold Truth -XXXXI-Cold TruthOsrith huddled against the shelter of a broadpillar, holding his winter cloak tight about his frame as the wind scoured theexposed surface of the Suns-set Terrace.   The sky was dark, the light of moons and starsswallowed by a thick blanket of clouds.&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/752950/ Forty: The Inevitable, By Surprise -XXXX-The Inevitable, By Surprise Aeolil sipped at her honeyed tea, hoping someinnocent warmth might find a way under her skin.  The temperature had dropped with suns-set, even as the windshad picked up, and the conditions outside had gone from uncomfortable todangero.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/752946/ Thirty-nine: An Unpleasant Duty A righteous path can be a bloody one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/752940/ Thirty-eight: ...Questions Pursue The Suns-set Terrace has a wonderful view, but watch your step... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/752895/ Thirty-seven: When Answers Come Looking... Garcon - what vintage would you suggest with a bit of stale verse and prophecy? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/752273/ Thrity-six: A Friendly Toast Drinking away your fears may just make the hangover worse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/752256/ zero - scuttled a prologue of sorts, to get things going. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/751512/ Thirty-five: Keeping Places Tidying things up can help it fit together neatly. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/750608/ Thrity-four: Day for Knights Now, it's your Tourney! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/750535/ Thirty-three: The Price of Friendship Some things are too good to pass up even if they're too good to be true. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/750522/ Thirty-two: Cutting It Fine A slice of life in King's Keep. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/750506/ Thirty-one: A Rhyme for all Reasons A quick chat to clear things up about the end of the world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/750499/ Thirty - Welcome to Wait A pleasant reunion. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ilnymhorrim/744699/ Twenty-nine: Wisdom, Honor and Truth Yes, as a matter of fact, he is holier than thou. 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