http://slow.writerscafe.org/Revan2286 The original writings of author Michael en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022447 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 silver screen films and monochromatic pictures stir inside http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Revan2286/442660/ Another sleepless... well almost. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Revan2286/432167/ A battle for the future is waged in the past. The stage is set, the fleets collide, the armies are not far behind, so when it becomes darker than night, so will the soldiers storm the gates. 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