http://slow.writerscafe.org/TheWriter1 The original writings of author emma en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776047110 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Her black feathers glazed and filled with blood, hatred and beauty.Only a candle light, in the haunted night,With a beauty that is so divine it looks supernatural but yet so fine. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheWriter1/1191650/ It was a bitter cold, cheerless evening; the fog hovered over the streets clutching the buildings, streetlamps -the entire city was in a damp icy grip. I remember standing there; not moving an inch, people would emerge briefly from the gloom only to disappear after taking a few steps. I could feel t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheWriter1/1186096/