http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ithalyas The original writings of author Trisha en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776076889 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Cross-posted from dA (Eldemorrian) When this was written, it was more of a feeling than anything else. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ithalyas/535163/ Cross-posted from dA (Eldemorrian) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ithalyas/535156/ The rain flung itself on the window,and slowly slid downas though dazed from the impact.It never thought the glasscould hurt so much. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ithalyas/535146/ Something. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ithalyas/535144/ A haunting melody softly calls,a whisper in the wind.The quiet tune dances through the halls,beckoning from within.Upon mantelshelf, the music box gleams,its gold catching the light.From afar, the magic box seemslike a star that's shining bright.But wishes, it does not grant;on.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ithalyas/428716/ They soar across the marble floor,with radiant smilesand dazzling eyes,the elegance--a great disguise--and they speak; all are silver-tonguedwho try to veiland hide the trailof their own woven fairytale. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ithalyas/427029/ A re-post from my dA account (Eldemorrian) This was a poem for Creative Writing class, and we were tasked to write a one-sentence piece. A poem about obsession is what I thought up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ithalyas/426669/