http://slow.writerscafe.org/Illy%27s_Codpiece The original writings of author Faelinn Asphodellus and the F.O.E. en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776033777 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Illy%27s_Codpiece/815665/ Week 2, Day 3Last night was interesting to say the least. We had to subdue what we had all previously thought to be an innocent sprout. It turned into some strange stick creature during the night and caught us off guard. I charged and managed to grapple the creature with little injury to myself and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Illy%27s_Codpiece/815532/ Week 2 Day 2We have arrived in the small village of Oakhurst, and small it is indeed. We missed their midsummer festival by a couple of days. It seems a farmer bought the apple. Whether he used it to cure himself or a family member I didn't care to ask. I do know that he has planted t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Illy%27s_Codpiece/815527/ Day 1 MidsummerI am Illyris Confinis Judit. But those who know me call me Illy. Until this point I thought it a bit… pointless to keep a journal. I had far better ways to spend my time. Being the daughter of a Chieftain and having taken up those duties upon his disapp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Illy%27s_Codpiece/814189/ The Journal of Illy, a tale of vampire plants, homeopathic remedies, and clerics and the lack thereof. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Illy%27s_Codpiece/814188/ Dizzy drops of dark rain fall Haphazardly towards the earthRolling over soft shoulder blades and Pooling in the small of my backI lie face down in the grassThinking how sad their lives must beTo fall and be reborn just to fall againWith no hope of ever breaking the cycle http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Illy%27s_Codpiece/813615/ I thought I knew you onceThe fluid movement from word to actionThe way phrases tripped from your tongue In time with the song my heartstrings hummed in your presenceWild and twisting, but intentionalLike the frenzied steps of a dancer Enthralled, helplessly caught in the waltzOf nature, of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Illy%27s_Codpiece/813412/