http://slow.writerscafe.org/BlessingsXI The original writings of author Cheshire en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775995163 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15      Kat's eyelids slowly opened, immediately squinting against the bright light that assaulted her vision. Her brain seemed to be trying to push its way out her skull, pain throbbing at her temples harshly. The world seemed to be swaying underneath of her, rolling and flowing ba.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/1109802/      Sputtering, Kat jerked upwards, her hands going up to her face to wipe the water off, her eyes blinking like an owls. She sat upright on a small bed, in a dark room, her hands clutching at scratchy, wet blankets. Her throat felt raw as her eyes adjusted to the darkness of he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/1109683/      As far as Kat could see, a multitude of bright colors spread themselves over a giant field, waves upon waves of purples, greens, and every other color of the rainbow. Tiny flowers mixed with each other in a giant tapestry of life, bending lightly in a soft wind, their perfum.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/1109663/      The figures swam in her vision as one of them pulled on some leather straps attached to the animals mouth, turning in her direction sharply. The figure shouted and pointed in her direction, but she couldn't understand what he was saying. The words sounded foreign in her ears.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/1109130/      Kat wandered in the darkness for what seemed like days, even though her stomach told her that it had only been a few hours. Spots danced in her vision, and sweat poured off of her, making her feel highly uncomfortable. Stopping for a minute, Kat shed her coat and let it fall.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/1109088/          After they were gone, Kat could feel the tingling in her skin going away, but her hand was still feeling hot. In fact, the heat was starting to creep into her wrist, and she glanced at it for a second before shrugging and standing up. Brushing herself ligh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/1109041/      A slight breeze lightly ruffled through the dark canopy of trees, the leaves whispering softly to each other as they caressed their brethren. Various wildlife chattered quietly with each other in the twilight that had descended on the forest, their cadence seemingly obliviou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/1109029/      Katherine's tiny feet pounded on the ground as she ran through the frozen forest, heading in a beeline for the spot marked by her sister on the map. Today was supposed to be a momentous day, a day where she could not worry about her neglectful parents or bullying brothers. S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/1108990/      Fate is a fickle mistress, sometimes dealing people great hands, their lives full and rich. Nice houses, full stomachs, great friends, a steady, fun job. Everyone has met someone like that, a person who just seems to have it all. Not everyone gets the chance to shake hands w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/1106419/ Katherine Cheshyre was raised in a small village, wanting for nothing, oblivious to the dangers of the outside world. When tragedy strikes, her life is utterly changed, her soul reforged in fire. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/1106219/ Hannah will be called Brynn from now on, just because I feel like it and the name sounds less childish, but not too adult, to reflect her character. Mostly because I feel like it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/708246/ A short story that I made up when I was bored one night. Not a lot of thought went into it, I pretty much just wrote down what came to mind as I typed it haha. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BlessingsXI/707630/