http://slow.writerscafe.org/dark_huntress83 The original writings of author Rebecca Nelson en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028585 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15     The House of Blues was packed with people when Madeline and Victor took their seats at a bar table just right for the two of them. In the center of the table was a single candle flickering in a round red glass holder. The flame danced inside, casting unique shadows. At the front o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dark_huntress83/1335053/     “Ladies and gentlemen, please stay seated until the captain has turned off the seatbelt sign. Also, make sure you have checked that you have all your belongings with you when getting off the plane. Again, thank you for choosing American Airlines and welcome to Las Vegas.&rdq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dark_huntress83/1335052/     All Tyler could think about was that he was happy his skin kept his body intact. 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