http://slow.writerscafe.org/Leigthon The original writings of author Quickbeam en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776100444 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A depiction of the aftermath of Christchurch after the Earthquakes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/2007807/ I stand prepared, gloves clenching. With my name pronounced over the many heads of people I start towards the centre of the crowd, brandishing my red cloak and head band. Jumping over the ropes I stare at my opponent stony faced. Hands together bowing slightly towards him I perform the Wai, who he h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1996144/ Wind whispers through the trees in into the valley darkand green. Dew drops fall passing strands of silver. Birds call in orchestraon swaying branches. Singing of the nights dream of silence. Bright bluebloom under the shadow of fir canopies. The yellow speckled grass of spring... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1987013/ An engineer playing around with the introduction to the Hobbit. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1981930/ At peace is that solitary feeling you have with the ocean. The intimate conversation with the crashing surf, immersed in the cool rolling water. Happiness is the sun warming of your face, the sloshing sound from under the board and the sweet smell of wax.   Focus .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1977167/ A poem I wrote yesterday trying to get some sleep. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1975220/ An extract from a story I'm writing, which is a personal diary of living in my early 20s. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1973540/ My first story is fan fiction, taken from a game called 'Alien Isolation'. The story is actually from my game experience. The anxiety that I felt playing the game is projected onto the character http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1972054/ Experiences from my childhood, living in a dusty Victorian house. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1971270/ Random entry in my journal http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1970783/ A poem about virtual hypocrisy. "Remember no Russian" is a line from Call of Duty. A bloody part of a story which was only there to shock people, where you could participate in acts of terrorism. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1967003/  Blue oceans deep,Brown masts tall,White sails breathe,Grey seagulls call. Silver fish swim,Glittering waves crash,Black cannons grim,Red fiery smash. Painted wood splinters,Yellow flames bloat,Scorched timber sinks,Pale sail.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1965800/  During the day we look at the stars behind the sun. Pulling back the satin blue sheets to unveil spots of light in the dark.We are nocturnal, we are day sleepers.When daily chatter and motion are replaced by the sound of crickets and the soft crash of the ocean.When moonlight f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1965179/ Just a small quote/poem I wrote in my diary http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1960550/ Very short quote/poem. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Leigthon/1956095/