http://slow.writerscafe.org/Mark%20Martindale The original writings of author Mark Martindale en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776009873 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15             Images shot through his head like bullets in a warzone. The dark woods, hidden by the shadows, not a signal chirp or peep to be heard. This was the dreadful day he lost his beloved girlfriend to the cold hands of death. The sight of .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/773161/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/773159/ If I was lost in this world,You would be the only one that i wished i said good bye to,The only one that my heart would cry out for,The only one that I'd want to see one last time. Without you,I might as well no long breathe,For without you,There is no point of living. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/653049/ You see love around you everyday. From a school day to a night at the movies. Love is everywhere. It is beautiful and perfect to see so much compassion in the human race. But what about the ones that can't find love that have to look at it in the face, taunting them daily. Those are the people that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/596635/      As G'wintar got closer, this creature seemed to gain more and more odd characteristics. It had no feathers, and the fur it had was long and only on its head. Yet, it had some time of layer over it that covered it. This creature also didn't have a snout, but a bump of some kind th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/591243/      G'wintar had taken Galila all around the Red Pack territory, showing her everything and giving her the history of it. "This was where we got our wide variety of colors that we'd blend with the metal. But after the bombing it was destroyed and now we only have the red of the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/571187/      "G'wintar, I'd like you to meet Galila" said Gwilla with a smile, "She's going to be your mate."     "W-what!?" G'wintar cried in surprise," M-my mate? But I thought it was my choice of mate. And besides, I'm not ready to mate. Especially not with some fe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/570270/      "G'wintar, my son. Come. It is time for another lesson." Ever since birth G'wintar's birth, his mother pushed him beyond his limits. He went days without food because it was scarce and as his mother said, "It is good to adapt to having no food. In this war, we will not get t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/569830/       The wolves and humans have been at war for many decades. Humans hunt down the wolves for killing livestock, for their pelts, and for cheap thrill. After many years the wolves began fighting back against the humans. Attacking kids and stealing food and supplies like met.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/569750/ A wolf is born and raised to hate humans. They have destroyed his species to near extinction. He and his assigned mate are all that remain and must preserve the Red Pack Clan. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/569732/ Its pretty random and drastically changes in the middle of it. i guess that's what happens when you don't finish it when you feel the mood. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/569132/ Just a random poem that i came up with a while ago. its generally says no matter what you are love has the same effects to us all http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Mark-Martindale/561625/