http://slow.writerscafe.org/MILE9 The original writings of author K. N. Wise en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776102870 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 ... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MILE9/583138/ "She shook her head. “Others. They are…” She paused, looking up to the light like it was telling her something in an unheard voice. Then looking back at him she said. “Of greater evils.”" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MILE9/544235/ "“Hurt yourself?” She said, in a nice idle way adding a faint friendly smile when she did so..." http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MILE9/529093/ This project has been scrapped. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MILE9/529079/ Thelittle girl lay in the grass, pulling at its blades with her tiny fingers.Though she was ten-years-old, by just looking at her one could see wisdom. Hermahogany hair spread out around her head like a halo. She stared up at thelighted leaves of the maple that was looming over her, partiall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MILE9/476136/