http://slow.writerscafe.org/theceltnextdoor The original writings of author theceltnextdoor en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028450 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Chapter 6 Chloe found herself between the world of sleep and the world of a wide awake reality. She was definitely waking up, and what a wonderful way to wake up it was. Beautiful sunlight streaming through the windows, birds singing their glorious good mornings, and an ultra plush, body formin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theceltnextdoor/595529/ This is a poem that popped into my head on the car ride home. There is a several acre firing burning in our southern Oregon area and what it has been doing to the sky is Mesmerizing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theceltnextdoor/595033/ Chapter 5 The drive home seemed to last forever. Normally Baldr could have returned home rather shortly after leaving. This ride however was different. He constantly kept glancing over to see if Chloe was awake yet. Finally after what felt like hours Chloe blinked her eyes and stared around the car... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theceltnextdoor/595019/ CHAPTER 4 Chloe watched in horror as the upper and lower half of her grouchy land lords body slid apart with ease. She had always hated the man, but no one should have to die like that. Her attention went immediately to the man behind the split corpse. She watched him pull out an ivory colored hank.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theceltnextdoor/595017/ "Oh-my-god!" Chloe yelled as the seemingly unconscious man fell to the floor in front of her. She stared down at the well built man with dark brown hair lying helplessly on the tacky living room floor. With his dark features, leather trench coat, and all black attire he looked positively unreal as h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theceltnextdoor/595016/ Chapter Two Baldr woke with a yell. His senses on fire and his head aching with a feverish intensity the likes of which he had not felt in centuries. He had felt this same agony before, several times in the days leading up to the night he became a Folkvar. It was the same night he had let his own b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theceltnextdoor/595015/ INTRODUCTION: "Damn it!" Sydney reacted looking at the lime green digital clock on her dashboard, speeding down the back road to her parents house. "Mom's going to kill me, if I'm late again." She kept talking to herself as she sped down the deserted road, nothing but the sound of her own voice and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theceltnextdoor/595014/ This is the first book of my Folkvar Warrior series. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/theceltnextdoor/595013/