http://slow.writerscafe.org/musicalmuse The original writings of author Lucky en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021480 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 wrote this in like ten minutes, so hopefully it's not too bad :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/981166/ in a cave not so far away - in a land of emerald green earthbaby blue skiesand sapphire seas - there dwells a docile beasthe has been dormant for quite some timedormantbut not sleepingand not deadthe beast lays in the cavein waitpining awayhoping that fate and destinywill work in his favor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/929818/ Nobody really knew Miles, but everybody knew about him. He was the average guy. He came to school, went to his classes, then went straight back home. His averageness helped him to acquaint himself with almost everyone at school. He had no close friends. No clique, no posse. Everyday he wo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/929810/ Claire sauntered around the lake. The park was the last place she had used her phone, and she needed it back. Questions whirled persistently in her head, and she wanted to call Brett and clear things up. Claire tried to retrace her steps. She closed her eyes and concentrated on remembering as much .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/821799/ Claire shoved her hands in her hoodie pocket. It was a lot colder than it was yesterday, but being bundled up in her warm clothing gave Claire a cozy feeling that she liked.  The leaves had started to redden, and she noticed the needles of the pine trees scattered on the ground. They seemed to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/767956/ "What?" Claire searched her mother's face for a sign that she was joking, that this was all some sort of trick, but she couldn't find anything.  "You don't remember? I cam down to the park a little late yesterday. You weren't where we agreed to meet, but I asked a couple people who said that t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/756819/ It was bright and sunny outside when Claire woke up. She shifted in her bed, ruffling the large down comforter that had been covering her. She tried to open her eyes, but they burned from the sunlight that was streaming in from the window, so she squinted, opening up little slits through which she .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/756449/ "Brett?" It was him, alright. He had those unmistakable sea-green eyes. The girl could remember looking into them and losing herself in their their depths. They would be so convivial, so full of joy and life. But they were different today. With her face barely two inches away from his, she noticed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/746247/ The girl started to regain her senses. She could not see anything because it was dark, but she felt as though she were moving because of occasional bumps and the sound of an engine. She could feel that her hands and feet were bound, and writhed and wriggled in an effort to free herself. T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/746167/ The girl had been walking along the edge of the small pond in the park. She had been waiting for someone. A friend. A boy she had not seen in a long time. At one point, he was everything to her, and she was all the he loved. But she had moved, and had not said anything. She was too scared. To confu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/746166/ It was still dark outside when the girl woke up. The alarm had not yet rung, so she had time. The girl lay there for what felt like hours, staring into the dark. She took the time to think. She thought about everything - her family, her friends, her past, her present, and her future. She thought ab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/746165/ okay, so i had them as different parts as stories, but i'm going to put it all together (i'll still be doing the story/part thing because otherwise it's hard for my non-writerscafe friends to see it). http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/746161/ i wrote this a couple months ago after a huge fight with my parents. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/musicalmuse/737397/