http://slow.writerscafe.org/juliza The original writings of author @juliza en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775987347 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 PainBy: LizPain is a crutch fitted under the arm of the worldit bubbles up in people like an incurable virusIt breaks through the skin to the surface like acidIt slices the world into a trillion pieces with a blade made of liesPain drowns the world in a pool of misery concocted by all the painful sc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1527412/ A Silent TearI tell the world that it’s okI tell the world that it’s alrightI tell the world that I’m fineBut when the sun goes downand the moon comes upI sit alone in the dark and shed a silent tearbecause it’s not okit’s not alrightI’m not fineBut when the sun c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1527409/ The princess sits Before her ruleUpon her throne of thornsA golden crown upon her headAnd shadowed hair belowHer throne was made of forest branchesAn evil to bestow Twisted, knottedSplintered, hammeredA crooked little showInside her soul lived jealousyInside her veins coursed greedInside her mind la.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1524091/ I look at you and see nothing but pure beautyExcept I never gave myself a chanceI TriedBut I kept being torn away by my own mistakesI would follow you anywhereBut you're shining like a fallen starTo radiant for meThe fear of being left behindCovers me in the darkness of nightI thought I could be wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521260/ A poem I wrote, would like some feedback on it! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521254/ Lux http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521253/ Nix http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521249/ Lux http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521245/ Nix http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521228/ Lux http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521221/ Chapter 5 NixYear, 4004“How did you escape?” She loomed over me like a torturous shadow, stemming from the fiery core of the earth. The strange wooden chair I had been forced to settle in was hard and unforgiving. I realized I had been sitting in the chair silently for too long.“Ug.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521207/ Chapter 4 LuxYear 4004I felt the usual tingle slide from my feet up to my hair a few seconds after the flames erupted around me. I pictured the bottom of the mountain where I could gather berries for the journey to the castle. In a few seconds I stood at the bottom of the mountain watching the remai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521203/ Chapter 3 NixYear, 4004“There it is. Servus castra, Your new home.” One of the guards shouted. The metal spiked gated rose up out of the fog like a demon sent from Hell. Suddenly I knew I couldn’t take another second of this horror. I had to get out. The urge to escape was so stron.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521198/ Chapter 2 LuxYear, 4004My bare feet found the hard surface of the stone cave I lived in. I watched as my ash flew in from the eastern sky. It flowed towards me hovering were my legs should have been. They slowly appeared, and the ash dissolved into my pant legs. Soon enough my body appeared as well... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521196/ Chapter 1 NixYear, 4004We had been marching for what felt like days. My legs were machines, walking without thought. Being a slave of Moriens Patriea may sound easy to the public, but isn’t. The lies crammed down their throats by the King and his flock of noble puppets are just that, lies. The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521195/ Prologue LuxYear 4004“Are you sure it’s her?” The kings putrid voice clawed its way from his spiked throne, escaping into the shadows of the room. My bowed head was concealed with a dark sack, blocking my vision of the guards around me. One of them answered, absolutely positive.&ld.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521194/ A fast moving fantasy about a girl named Lux and a boy named Nix. They both have unique pasts, futures, and powers. There is a prophecy that says, the curule king will meet his end at there hand. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliza/1521185/