http://slow.writerscafe.org/jfields1045 The original writings of author J.M.Fields en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013111 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 "I call them clients, not inmates. The sessions usually go over better if you treat them as humans. Isn't that crazy, when you don't call them animals, they actually want to talk to you?" Rather annoyed I pulled out my phone and checked the time, "Speak of the devil, I have an appointment with one .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jfields1045/2124839/ In the high mountains of Elkin, where the snow caps the Earth, above the clouds, and the green valley's below, lies the pool of Desmond. It is a sacred pool filled with precious spirits, and dark magic. At its icy shores the chosen receive divine revelation and prophecy. It is an open door to the g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jfields1045/2124731/ I lay in this raft, adrift in the sea, holding my pain, married to my own suffering. I look amidst the endless ocean, the vastness, so far to my disbelief. I cry what tears my body lets in this forsaken sea. I think perhaps I might drown in my sorrow and pity before I sink in this vessel and the wat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jfields1045/2124723/