http://slow.writerscafe.org/Danime35 The original writings of author Dani B en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026290 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As the last hours of daylight tinted the sky a pale orange, she took them slightly west off course. Hans saw the blocky outlines of a village. As they neared he corrected himself. The community barely qualified as a village. A handful of buildings centred around an inn and bakery with a miniscule fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danime35/793333/ Hans flung back his head with a frustrated cry.You got lost again, stupid! He sucked in several deep breaths of lilac-scented air although he was sick of the cloying smell. The purple flowered shrubs were clustered throughout the scrubland just outside of the city. The only thing his wandering .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danime35/779917/ Do not stand at my grave and weep,I am not there, I do not sleep…-          Mary Elizabeth Frye~ * ~  ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * ~ ~ * .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danime35/779911/ Most Rhoecian children lookup to knights and legends of old but sixteen year old Hans, with his strong sense of justice and open empathy, admires the warriors that the citizens deem as cursed, the pea http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Danime35/722526/