http://slow.writerscafe.org/Raven%20Starhawk The original writings of author Raven Starhawk en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775981037 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The storm has never subsided. It rages on within me; bitter and unforgiving like a tsunami. I don't know how to swim. Fight as I might against the current, I am no match. Cold watery walls encircle me, pull me further and further away from shore, and as I scream only thunder replies. 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One has challenged the concept as just that:sleep, but there is no doubt fear seizes rational thought. To embrace delusionand deny ignorance is a human quality that never expires. The unyielding substa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raven-Starhawk/2120552/ 1      In the distance apulsing light snared Heather's observation. It drew her toward a building whoseheight was concealed by thick patches of vapor. With peeling paint and scorchmarks it appeared to have been more than abandoned. She approached the broken.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raven-Starhawk/2120055/ 1      Beyond a loneglass pane shadows slashed in two by an intermittent canary vein of lightning.Drayton Falls needed a guardian to preserve its secrets and warriors ofjudgment. 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Inside a shiny objectgleamed under her stare.  To hold the cold blue steel and know six bulletshibernated within a sl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raven-Starhawk/2095949/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raven-Starhawk/2095948/      X     Endless catacombs cluttered with cobwebs and ghosts of the past, hooded by darkness and decay, map out before me as I take a small step. The earth is damp and cold. To think one day I will reunite with it and all its parasites. Wouldn't b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raven-Starhawk/2088001/      There is no prayer for the darkness...inside me. I don't want to go back there. I am not sure I want to go back to the light, but the darkness...the darkness is consuming. So cold...why does it have to be so cold? I hate...hate the rules the universe abides by. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Raven-Starhawk/2086619/ In the pages of a diary, a teenage girl drowning in depression and evolving insanity pens her nightmares. 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