http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ocean%20Maid The original writings of author After Midnight en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776017846 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Losing faith... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/462890/ Throwing up the white flag http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/243981/ I wake up alone on an oblique gray landscape, devoid of color and emotion. Cold wind rakes over my naked body and through my hair. My skin erupts into goose bumps and painful shivers run down my spine. It takes me what seems like years to rise to my feet. Immediately, I feel It begin in my chest and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/233479/ I sit in my dark placeCool air on my warm faceAs I desperately try to eraseClose the closet door just in case Musice fills my headNothing can enter, everything is deadMy body feels like lead Chopin's musice played by other fingersRhymes sung by other singersHow I wish.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207426/ The pain eruptsIn a sea of fleshHidden beneath my azure depthsAll the lies that meshTo reveal more than deathThat keeps me entangledMore than it seemsAnd I long to be freeTo explore my Ocean DreamI keep myself awayFrom the painI cannot gainsayAll I doIs dream of the dayTh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207424/ The power of imagination http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207423/ Masochism http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207421/ A plea for understanding http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207417/ Playing the piano http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207413/ Saying goodbye http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207408/ The Awakening http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207404/ The powers of imagination http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207402/ Watching the clock http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207396/ Please return if found. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207390/ Frustration builds in my chest until I want to scream. I watch his back as he breathes in, bending over the piano keys and I can't help but wish that he was bending over me. He glances in my direction and gives me a quick smile. My face tightens but otherwise remains unresponsive. It doesn'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/207381/ A short tale of vengeance. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ocean-Maid/206104/