http://slow.writerscafe.org/heckos The original writings of author heckos en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776118809 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A very short and unfinished thing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813989/ Amet, a young witch, awakens in a strange earthen room, trapped by an unknown enemy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813981/ Amet, a young witch, awakens in a strange earthen room, trapped by an unknown enemy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813980/ We begin and end our years with winter. The sleeping time, the resting time, the binding of time together into which we wander cyclically through ages of stories, of tragedies, of triumphs and struggles. Just as we sleep to wait for the coming day, the Earth sleeps softly and wakes into the springti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813709/ Frames is my webcomic, and this book starts at chapter four because I decided to try writing events out in full story format after finishing chapter three. You can read this without reading the comic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813701/ Frames is my webcomic, and this book starts at chapter four because I decided to try writing events out in full story format after finishing chapter three. You can read this without reading the comic. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813692/ listen close and listen welli wish i’d saved you when you fellbut alas i was too slowand you tumbled down belowdeep to the depths, into the earthto the devil, prove your worthbecome the darkbecome the nightthe difference starkfrom former light http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813684/ the icy wind whips past your faceyou’ve found it hard to stay in placea wandering soul, a walking ghostlost to those you love the mosti wonder now, as I sit herewill you ever settle, dear? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813671/ sweet smellswarm bedcome and lay your weary headyou’ve worked so hardand done your bestyou truly do deserve a rest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813670/ it’s okay, i’m just finelicking stamps and passing timea quiet room, a gentle touchtrying not to care too much http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813667/ Baltimore, where I attend college, received about three feet of snow in the end of January this year. It was absolutely wonderful, but snow never lasts and within a short time warm rain came. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813664/ all seasons are capable of breathtaking beautyso please don’t take this the wrong waybutwinter is definitely the most lovelyof them alljust to clarifyi don’t mean winter in places like floridai mean winteras in the stereotypical snow-powdered pristine kindpeople say winter is representat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813661/ the gate ‘cross the path is old and widedown the road leaves slip and slidethe forlorn feeling of having criednever seems to leave its side http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813660/ two trees stand on a single hillthe wind is bitterbut they stand stilland between themwith a chillcomes a wailinghigh and shrill http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/heckos/1813659/