http://slow.writerscafe.org/qianaa The original writings of author willowrites en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775957664 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 'I've seen the world , lit it up as my stage now,Channeling angels in the new age now …'The beautiful and soft Lana Del Ray masterpiece plays in the background , he hums to it while he sets down the bourbon glass on the table .He sits on the balcony ,staring blankly at the sketchpads and scat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/qianaa/2780356/ The rusty smell of blood hits my nostrils , so strong that I almost throw up. My mind swirls , and I feel as if my brain's been on a treadmill and it needs to be stopped. The pinkish bruise peeks from my silver bracelet ,the same one that helped me get of out of the rope a while ago .I lim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/qianaa/2779307/