http://slow.writerscafe.org/Emily-Anne The original writings of author Emily Anne en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776271947 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  I looked up at the pale sky at the pale moon and wiped a stray tear from my face. The dark that I had once called home had turned on me. The shadows swirled around the trees, leaving there cold finger prints on the bark and caressing the small plant on the forest floor letting them wither at t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emily-Anne/553277/