http://slow.writerscafe.org/Asher-Lee The original writings of author Asher-lee en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775976091 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Emma’s Worst Fear     The medication is starting to work now; the voices are growing quieter with each breath I take. I can feel my muscles loosen, my eyelids droop, my pulse slows. My entire world slows to an almost standstill as the drugs pump throug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asher-Lee/480093/ Clarissa Moreau learns what it truly means to die of fear. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asher-Lee/480088/ ♪Lolli lolli lollipop dalgomhage dagawa, Lolli lolli lollipop naege soksakyeojwo♫Annette groaned loudly as her ringtone brought her out of the best dream she’d had in weeks. She lie silently and let her phone ring for a little longer, vainly trying to return b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asher-Lee/479417/ A spin-off, sort of, of my Sensor story. Evelyn has thrown everyone into an alternate reality, so to speak. The intent behind that is that each person needs to go on a sort of path of self discovery. No one can escape the alternate reality until they disc http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asher-Lee/479416/  Annette sat in the hospital room staring at the frozen clock; horror and confusion were twisted together on her face. She turned to look at Jett's frozen figure, "Je-Jett?" she stuttered. She didn't expect a reply, but she still hoped for one. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asher-Lee/479414/ Dante and Cyrus walked along the windy dirt road in silence, the surrounding forest created an unusually minimal amount of noise.  "So," Dante started, "Where exactly are we going, Cyrus?" "It's a very old temple tucked into .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asher-Lee/479412/ Dante’s figure appeared in the room, the first thing he noticed was the dead silence. He looked at Annette’s shocked expression, “What’s going on?” his gaze moved to Jett’s somber face. Annette tried to walk out of Jett’s hold, and he let.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asher-Lee/479411/ Annette flung herself onto her bed with a heavy sigh. “Newbie training,” she moaned. She stuffed her head in between her pillows, and tried to go back to sleep. She literally felt her gag reflex twitch when she heard Amber in the other room giggling like a school girl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asher-Lee/479410/ The enormous crowd danced along with the music, or at least tried to. The concert was so full; all one could feel were the bodies around and the heat they created. A miserable feeling, but adrenaline pumping nonetheless. The chords of the guitar pulsed through the veins, the bass.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asher-Lee/479409/ Annette DeMonte is a Sensor working for a secret organization bent on destroying the evil entity Enma. Annette tries to do all of this while juggling both her obligations to her team and her obligations to herself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asher-Lee/479408/