http://slow.writerscafe.org/thuaners The original writings of author thuaners en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776037703 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Shin Tyshu, leader of the Blue Rose Society, sat in a big/ comfy chair in front of the fireplace, his five year old daughter, Fanny, sitting on his lap.  They were in the process of reading a bedtime story, the one about the goat and the carrot, but somehwere along the way, Shin Tyshu’s .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thuaners/2157959/ What would have been avery pleasant afternoon, now felt a bit too warm and sticky for Narteb and thegang, who were dashing through the streets of Haze, trailing Bethany as she ledthem to the East Gate. 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