http://slow.writerscafe.org/Aurafied The original writings of author Aurafiex en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775957673 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 An announcement for my webnovel http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/2119298/ A murder victim awakens to the fate that awaits her. A story set in the City of Midnight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/2011540/ An origin story to the City of Midnight, and the birth of the first vampire. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/1979797/ A newborn vampire come to terms with what remains of her humanity. A story set in the City of Midnight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/1933506/ Their soul once separated, now intertwined, they fight for control. A story set in the City of Midnight. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/1907968/ A boy comes to terms with who he truly loves all this time. 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With long blonde hair and a ragged tunic that perpetuatedher scrawny figure, she was a pathetic presence, pitied at best and feared atworst by his customers and fellows of the craft. Espe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/1850882/ I was fifteen when my dreams began to show me visions of the full moon,watched by a man who was less than a man, and something far more insidious. Formonths since then I slept half-awake, fearful of that man, his wolfish grin,and his vicious claws and fangs that sliced the air like sharpened s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/1850880/ War has always been a part of my people’s lives for as long as Ican remember. Divided amongst petty factions we fought, for gains so petty evenas the world around us crumbled to ruin. As a princess, the sole heir to myfather’s crown, I knew far this too well, having lost kith and k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/1850140/ I knew not what kind of fate awaited me when theicy waters engulfed me aside from death. I should have drowned, but instead ofdeath, something else claimed me, as though my pleas had been heard. Lookingback now, I would have very much preferred the former.….They resembled men and women .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/1849484/ Whenthe barrier between worlds weakens, where the moon is gibbous and waning comesthe opening of the Gates of Orcus. It is a date that should have been lost to mankind,but the memory endures in some twisted enough to remember. For theseindividuals, they flock to their twisted idols, seeking .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/1849483/ The guardian constructs of those who ruled fromabove have always been an envy of mine. Beautiful and deadly, much like a rosefilled with thorns. Such has been my life’s work, that I may one day emulatesuch magnificence. .....My opportunity came one fateful day, amidst thechaos of an in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Aurafied/1849481/ A chronicle detailing a host of monsters and fiends, heroes and villains. 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