http://slow.writerscafe.org/ChristianNC The original writings of author Christian N. C. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776042547 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Happiness will fade to some degree because life is a balance of light and dark. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChristianNC/1523347/ Chapter 1: Haze There's a thick haze surrounding me. My first instinct is trying to move, maybe clear some of this fog. Come on, move! I can't move anything. I-I don't have a body, head- anything! There's nothing but this white haze with no ending in sight. This is place is so confusing for example .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChristianNC/1523297/ Spring is my favorite season of all, spread the joy :) P.S. I'm working on my first story and will start uploading when I have a few chapters done! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChristianNC/1523020/ If we don't accept what fate has for us, what do you think would happen? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChristianNC/1523013/ Every day is the best day ever, if you can appreciate what you see. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChristianNC/1520174/ Ironically before I got into star signs and astrology and discovering that I'm a Leo. Lions have always been my favorite animal. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChristianNC/1519089/ To me, we all have a song to sing something only we can do, it should be shared with the world. We all have obstacles we can overcome we may need support but we can always receive it from somewhere. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChristianNC/1517432/ Day breaks, the horizon brightens, slowlyWith each passing minute, the Earth warmsI lie asleep in peace, Oh so lowlyThe Sun awakens life, like passing storms.Yesterday, I was a prisoner, of my mindToday, Dawn dictates a new dayYesterday, I was forced to only fly blindToday, Dawn comm.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChristianNC/1516930/ I sit in my room at night.My oldest friend greets me at twilight.He sits and stares, not making a soundFor no one knows, He has me bound.I dare not speak, for He would leave.I dare not cry, for He would breathe.If He departs, Demons fill my dreamsIf I cry, He taunts me with screams... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChristianNC/1516907/