http://slow.writerscafe.org/bananapiAC0420 The original writings of author Lone Wolf en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776109980 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I couldn't remember.  What? Where? Who? My  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1560183/ When Avery wakes up in a strange world, in between two powerful conflicting armies, she must figure out a way to return to a home she doesn't remember while trying to uncover her own entangled fate. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1558210/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1380081/ My boots sift through the ashes as I make my way into what was my home. My eyes travel over the charred pile of wood disintegrating into the wind. There's no door to open anymore. My feet bear my around the wreckage of the walls and into the living room. Is this the living room? There's nothing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1332525/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1332521/ JASON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1287443/ ALLISON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1254733/ ALLISON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1254324/ ALLISON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1254138/ ALLISON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1253986/ Using a gold locket as a metaphor of my heart. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1253955/ Reflecting on what was, what is, and what will be in letter form. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1253948/ ALLISON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1253581/ JASON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1252997/ ALLISON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1251584/ The curious things in the world. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1251219/ A poetic story with elements of fantasy combined. Just in case you noticed, the leopard in the story is a tiger. Sorry about the confusion...but leopards just seem more 'ice-like' than tigers. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1251024/ This is what we sometimes feel in our hearts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1251020/ ALLISON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1250656/ ALLISON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1250381/ JASON http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1248363/ The Big Bad Wolf, after centuries of oblivion, is back. And he's after the seven Auriae, sources of incredible power. Allison and Jason know they have to stop him, though they have no idea how. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1248300/ A poem about rebirth and renewal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1247787/ Speaking of the tune of morning... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1247747/ Winter, when the cold breezes blow through the bare trees... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1247474/ Fall, when fire blazes through the trees and the wind warns of winter... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1247013/ Summer, when life is abundant, when laughter fills the air. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1246443/ Springtime, the time when all signs of winter start to disappear. When birds and butterflies flap their wings. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1246437/ Inspired by Vivaldi's Four Seasons. This is a book of poetry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1246430/ A story from the point of view of a baby penguin, who suffers loses but miraculously survives through many dangers. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1246024/ Tribute to all turtles... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1244988/ The sequel, if you can call it that, to Something... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1244903/ Describing what love is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1244897/ This is also on my profile. I copied it here. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1244701/ The five parts that make up my personality, though somewhat unequally. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1244511/ Remembering my first time skating http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1244479/ A metaphor for recent betrayal and renewal... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1244180/ A weird poem I made up by staring at the outside... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1244171/ Never sit under a large brick wall when your brother is likely to have a big fall. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1243943/ Now from Frigen's point of view. He wonders why his father has moved the flock here after accidently wandering into a forest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1243935/ This is where it all starts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1243447/ After his mate dies, Gavin, leader of a flock of pigeons, moves his flock to the city. When he disappears, his son, Frigen, must control a rebellious member of the flock and try to locate his father. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1243442/ But the worst thing, worse than the death of my parents, worse than the fact that their blank, empty eyes are staring at me, is the message he has left on the wall, the one that chills my blood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1232257/ Of the ones I loved, those I erase. It's a new start, a new way. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1231326/ The situation was dire, one of shame. Kin killing kin, slain by silver and flame. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1231159/ This is the poem in Sacrifice, originally written for summer camp in UW. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1231148/ She wanted to escape... far from the kingdom, where every year at Summer Solstice a citizen was sacrificed to the Serpent who lived in the lake, whom had been there since the very start of time. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bananapiAC0420/1230250/