http://slow.writerscafe.org/AndrianD The original writings of author Andrian D en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776067590 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We are the new tomorrowOur power will always growWe hold the keyWe've seen the lightThe time has come, the time to fight. You've held the reigns, you've had controlNow you'll feel it take its tollwe know your fearswe know your dreamsNow all your words can't hide your screams.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441717/ The delicate web of destinyties us one to each other.The thought, the instinct, the driveto survive.The bonds that hold usthough thin, are strong.The goal that sustains uscould be right, could be wrong.We meet for a moment, an hour, a daySooner or later we go our separate ways.Wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441714/ The wind blows cold and desolate  over empty streets.The silent houses, dark sentinels, watching, waiting.A bicycle, a wagon, a few toys, scattered in a yard.Mute testimony to a happier time.No grass grows, nor flowers bloom.None escaped Man's encompassing doom.The architect of dest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441711/ A sound. A drop in the earlike the dew from a perfect rose.A phrase, to tickle the tonguewith the utterance of a pure clear tone. An image, to dazzle the eyeswith the promise of a beautiful new dayA touch, a breath of windlike a caress from God's gentle handAn emotion, the heart is l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441708/ Fighting, clawing, struggling, strivingFor what?Yearning, burning, tossing, turningWhy?Suffering, hurting, mind awhirlingTo what end?Dreams and goals, plans and hopesEnd in nothing.Thoughts, ideas, opinions, perceptionsEnd in silenceLiving, loving, caring, sharinggo unremembere.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441703/             Things were not going well for Jason Stillman.  He had been laid off from his job more than two years ago because the company had decided to eliminate the position.  His unemployment insurance had run out lo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441624/             Some people seem born to greatness.  The firsts of the world, like Charles Lindbergh, who was the first to fly solo across the Atlantic, and Edmund Hillary, the first to reach the top of Mount Everest.  Or t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441622/ She stands silhouetted in the window.  Her naked body shining in the setting sun.  The arch of her back, the placement of her feet, speak of the grace and poise of a cat.  Slowly she turns to face me, a small smile playing on her lips. She reaches out to take my hand, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441621/ My name is David Armour.  This is my warning to all who would play with forces they don’t understand.  How to begin?  I guess the best is to begin at the beginning.  I was like everyone else. I had a modest house, a mediocre job and a few acquaintances who t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441620/ I'm still working on finding the right music for this one. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441191/ One of my earlier works. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441188/ A children's story written in answer to a challenge from a friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441168/ An open letter to someone I met a long time ago and never saw again. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441150/ A dark story with a rather nasty main character http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441124/ She walks through the light of dayWith the sun in her hair.She walks through the dark of nightWith the starlight in her eyes.She walks through the golden dawnWith the dew upon her face.She walks through misty eveningsGone without a trace.She walks through springtime.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441121/                 The sunlight spread across the sky as the hunting party made their way through the forest.  They moved quickly, but carefully, following the scent of their prey.  Only an occasional r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441120/                 The war between the Centaurs and the Humans had been going on for years. No one remembered who or what started it, just that the other side was to blame.  Each side ‘knew’ that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441118/ The year was 2574 by the old standard calendar, although few had used that calendar for almost four hundred years. Chiron knew what would happen to him if he were late to this meeting. He would be exiled to the Reef of a Thousand Caves. When you were sent to the reefs, there was no.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AndrianD/441116/