http://slow.writerscafe.org/RobWalsh The original writings of author Rob Walsh en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776231865 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15      The sky was veiled behind blackened cloudsovertop the western mountains. Brimstone rained down from above, scorching the lusciousgreen grass as it landed, turning it into a crispy dull black. The red sunpeaked through the clo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1206276/     She stared into the vanity mirror above her dresser wondering how the rest of humanity would see how she looked today. If you were to come across her during one of these moments and knew what was on her mind you would wonder how someone so beautiful could be so insecure. Her body .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1204798/ The scene opens to blackand a white text fades in. NARATTORThe footage that is about to be shown is the lasttime my friend Tyler was seen three months ago. INT. CARFour friends are in a car.Tyler is in the passenger .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1204655/      The life slips out of Angela as she bleedsout on to the white sheets. Her bright green eyes began to dull and wither asdeath breaths into her. Aiden pulls the knife out of her rib cage, staringintently at the blood that cover.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1204651/      The club was dark, save for the florescentcolor lights that lit the stage and the Christmas lights that ran around themolding of the room. A group of businessmen sat at the stage, drinks in onehand, singles in the other. They.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1204650/ The Seven is about a man who has split personalities, each matching one of the deadly sins as well as his own, as he tries to stop the others from killing innocent people. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1204649/ This is the first draft of a story about a boy who is being tormented by the boogeyman http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1203303/      Kaleb swung open the door to his apartment looking for Rose. He knew she would be there. Where else would she have gone? He checked the living room to see if she had sunken her pain into the couch but the room was dark and empty. He heard a noise coming from the bedroom, the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1203302/      Before she could collect hernow terrified thoughts Kaleb removed the blade from her shoulder and placed hishand around her neck. As the blood poured out of her he drank from her woundand this vastly weakened her to the point .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1203301/ Chapter1Two Years Ago     The bar was called TheAbyss; it was dilettante yet overly crowded. It was a haven for all those wannabevampires who thought the cliche would get them laid. It was also the perfecthunting ground .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1203300/ Prologue    "And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him."- Revelations 6:8        A thin layer of cool gray mist covered the ground as Kaleb sat on an old rickety bench waiting beneath the mys.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1203298/ This is the original setting for my novel series End of Days that i am currently in the process of overhauling. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1203297/ The man sat staring out the window. Theonly thing he could see were blurs of color as the truck he was in blew pastthem. The sight of all the motion made him want to vomit. He got the sensationto do so but suppressed it with a swallow. It pained him .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1203211/ This is the original first draft of a book i started a couple years ago about a guy who is taken to a mental hospital where he has to fight inside his own head to save his sanity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RobWalsh/1203210/