http://slow.writerscafe.org/CelestiaI The original writings of author Mae ~ en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776132438 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 “Malak? Boy, what the hell are you doing?” Malak woke to Dr. Sowa’s voice low in his ear.  Angel was still sleeping curled up in his arms. Malak’s face turned as red as one’s face could and his eyes grew wide. The sudden change in his heartbeat must have disturbed.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1140451/   Malak and Angel took long walks to different places of Angel’s choosing. She showed him her garden. She showed him to her favorite reading spot beneath a willow towards the edge of her property. She showed him her favorite place to fish, and he was surprised to learn that this was one o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1140445/   Two weeks had passed since the argument with her father and it seemed life had improved drastically for Angel. The house in which she lived was now her own. The conversations were short but her father had made it a point to call every few days. And, best of all, she was able to spend a lot of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1140441/   Angel tried to scream but no sound could be heard as she spiraled downward. She reached out for something to hold onto, maybe something to slow her descent, but her hands found nothing. Surrounded by darkness she could not see what was ahead or behind. She could not even see herself. She coul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1140434/   Malak came to the edge of a clearing bathed in the glow of the full moon’s light and paused for a moment to admire his surroundings. This particular area was unfamiliar to him and he found it especially beautiful. Most parts of this region grew lavender and the occasional patch of wildf.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1138054/ Angel tried to scream but no sound could be heard as she spiraled downward. She reached out for something to hold onto, maybe something to slow her descent, but her hands found nothing. Surrounded by darkness she could not see what was ahead or behind. She could not even see herself. She could do n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1138051/ This story follows a girl named Angel through her discovery of her lineage and the madness to follow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1114728/ Unfinished? poem I found in an old document ^^; http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1104695/ More recent. What do you think? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1104644/ Another older poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1104640/ First post, old poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CelestiaI/1104634/