http://slow.writerscafe.org/juliette%20labelle The original writings of author Juliette LaBelle en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776046093 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Spinning, I am falling,I feel the night coming and I can seeThe dark surrounding me, protecting me.Lifting me up to see my light,That is of the darkest black.　Screaming, I am bleedingOnce did a moon show in my sky,and it dripped with the blood of yesterdayand fell into my op.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliette-labelle/814118/ Zeke sighed as he pulled into the motel's parking lot. He cut the engine and looked over at the red head passed out in the passenger seat. After making sure he still had the room key, he got out and came around to her side. Being careful not to jostle her, he picked her up, cradeling her to his ches.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/juliette-labelle/813258/ "Heil Webster!" ...Get it? 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