http://slow.writerscafe.org/KingJoseph The original writings of author KingJoseph en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776075149 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Time takes the blame for rustingWhen it was in the nail's nature to do so. And still, we continue to build houses upon themThey seal corners, they allow us to build walls. Time waits for no oneBut how long have you stopped movingWith your own two feetLike the house built on flawed nai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/2018657/                I wasintroduced to another big figure in this laboratory. Apparently, there was ashe in the lineup. A blonde figure, in her 40s with her age clearly catching upto her looks. Laid back, untucked coat. One folded sleeve the other looselyha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1813064/ We were once again brought to that very room overlooking what I described as the rise of Dystopia. The box looked different this time, it had lost its symmetric shape and had transformed into the shape of a tree. Not surprising at all as these fairies had spent their whole lives hidden in the tree.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1798215/ Martin, like all fairies, had the power to peek into the memories of humans. This is done through physical contact. Martin described it as a surge of information reaching his brain that he no longer needed to process as if these were his memories as well. How unpleasant that I was made the subject.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1797305/ Once the box opened, a life would end. It was silly how theworld agreed to this "Pandora's Box" farce.                “This isto save the world!”, they said.        &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1765898/ I had again killed. To bloody my hands any further would not be possible, how long till it reaches my head. I had killed on my own volition and on my own accord. To say that I had no choice in the matter would only delude me from the guilt I feel. There is always a decision, and I chose to simply k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1697598/ Her short life... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1644485/ "Squell, if you must; but remember, he is always listening." A change of tone, a faint change in your facial expression and even the difference in heart beat, can mean the difference between life and death. Subject 12, Alexia, highly intelligent and highly sensitive. Detained and experimented in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1560572/ This being is way too powerful! Ignorant as she may be, she was created with darkness that is magic and thus, she will receive retribution with the very magic that created her. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1560499/ Akzelith, the town of records. Keepers of Ancient Magic, Watchers of all. Could even them be exempt from the catastrophe of magic? The ritual is discovered. What will their price be? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1558324/ Magic, for what is its existence for? The reach the domain of the Gods? Or to stand ever so tall amidst one another. A blessing for all? Or a tragic end to life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1558278/ A memory of the past sparks a light within. The struggle arises, a darkness desired and the light inside. Should these memories exist, my life would be void for I only live for the darkness around. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1558277/ In a world of deceit, who will survive? A noble soul is only but a dream in an unforgiving world of manipulation. To succumb to the demon is the only choice? But life was not bound to decided on. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1558274/ How far can a person be dragged to, in a world that was supposed to be a utopia? Was the discovery of Magic something that should have occurred or was it a mere attempt to reach the unfathomable? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1558269/ Joseph, A remnant of the magical war, sets out on a journey to eradicate the very magic that destroyed all he ever held dear. He then accepts the hand of the Vampress, Charlestine, to grant him his... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KingJoseph/1558262/