http://slow.writerscafe.org/tru_blu32 The original writings of author Deanna Ballard en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776024835 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Lincoln was on the move with the baby. He'd managed to make a sufficient swaddle for the child, which had left him shirtless, and now had Marshall clutched to his chest.He'd closed Melody's eyes but had stayed there, stone-faced until Marshall began to cry and woke him from his trance. Just leavin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tru_blu32/1266581/ "Lincoln!"An explosion jolts the boy away from his nightmares. A cloud of gray smoke billows into the air smothering the blue sky. He stood and walked over to the edge. The Resistance and The Blue were always going at it. The third world War had been a horrible thing and had left the earth nothi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/tru_blu32/1266579/ Sweat glistened on his forehead. His legs were one block short of giving out. 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