http://slow.writerscafe.org/silent__tempest The original writings of author silent tempest en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013756 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Nano Fantasy character #3 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1849545/ --- K-72M - The Story About a Sentient Artificial Friend --- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1785555/ Just my imagination giving a story to the game. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1740824/ Just my imagination giving a story to the game. This version is for the mature audience. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1740823/ A short story about a man who paints... I won't say more, just read through ;) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1653061/ I want to write in colours,make their scent a sound.Taste the sweetness which theyoffer,to life they make me bound. But to write seems impossible,is the task to be foul?I tried to find the rightexpression,but the words came none. A white day brok.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1204082/    Nebyla jiná možnost než uspat všechny kolonisty, kteří měli osídlit nový svět. Nová Země, jak se začalo planetě říkat, měla být utopie. Svět bez násilí, strachu, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1155244/ A scifi novel about teenagers living in utopia, dystopia and virtual realities. Scifi román o náctiletých, kteří žijí v utopii, dystopii a virtuálních světech. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1155243/ Czech version http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1153442/ Just some thoughts I had while walking in the city. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1147826/ What I could achieve if I'd make the best of me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1134263/ Ethan is a young music composer who hosts a birthday party at his apartement in the NYC. He meets his friends during the preparation and an intriguing female later that day. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1125903/ About what I do... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1110981/ In a small town, far away from the bright city skies, stands an old, redbrick house.It has two floors and on the second shines a glow, a glow of yellow, which disturbs the night.And behind this window and it's frozen glass a writer reads, by the dimm light.He wades trough pages, those which smell of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1110001/ I write spontaneously, without reading what I've written and wihtout stopping. Influenced by ambient music and something what crossed my mind. In this case an interrupted cryo sleep. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1100033/ I write spontaneously, without reading what I've written and wihtout stopping. Influenced by ambient music and something what crossed my mind. In this case a hoverbike. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/silent__tempest/1100001/