http://slow.writerscafe.org/Havatara The original writings of author Havatara en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775982388 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The milky way is full of gleaming lightsthat twinkle in the sky so high above,but none of these are like your eyes, so bright!that smile down at me with our true love.Life seems so empty when I think of it,to never see your face in light of day.We really, truly are a perfect fit.I wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Havatara/701249/ A dark and void old picture fills my head.The mists are coming soon, so swift and fast.They’re coming up to sneak in cozy beds.Oh, why can’t this bright sunlight ever last?They break into your dreams and slowly tearaway the silver lining of the dawn.But you can make it none.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Havatara/701245/ My dear Marcus,I know that you told me that, in time, you would make your secrets known to me.  However, I have found that, though this is what you told me, I will never know what is on your mind.  I fear to know the reasons you left my bed.  I could scarce imagine the reasons why.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Havatara/698753/ My Melancholy TuneOn this day, the Ides of Marchneither the heaven nor earthhave been at peace,for my Julius has shown his worth.Even though the Soothsayerbid him be careful,he went down to the Capitolfor he was so dutiful.It was there that they betrayed him,those fiends that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Havatara/698750/ Sun and MoonThe sun shines bright through all our years of life,with rays of light through all our dreary days.The golden light of Rome was never brightcompared to love so true that never sways.If all of Rome was built in one true love,then thousands could be built and not so freeas .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Havatara/698747/ An added on chapter for The Adoration of Jenna Fox. 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T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Havatara/601276/ August 12, 1859Dear Lucy,She did nothing of the sort!  No, your grandmother was not the type to slap people in the face.  It’s just not her thing.  No, she went to meet with Frederick as planned and didn’t mention anything about what Thomas had said about him. &ldq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Havatara/601272/ August 11, 1859Dear Safiya,Why did Thomas just come out all of a sudden and say that Frederick was the spy?  I liked Frederick!  But I can see who I get my temper from.  Whoops. 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I was just coming home from doing some errands in town and was going to held Duncan do the laundry when I heard someone calling my na.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Havatara/601269/ August 7, 1859Dear Lucy,I have my ways of knowing things.  If you really want to know, I know someone who saw you and Duncan racing home.  I know many people.  An old woman needs help with a lot of things that she can’t do anymore. No questions about the story this time?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Havatara/601227/ August 6, 1859Dear Safiya,How did you know I went on a picnic with him?  I do not believe that I told you that.  That’s very strange, I hope you do realize that. 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