http://slow.writerscafe.org/ssstasis The original writings of author Stasis en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775964445 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 No more updates until I'm out of rehab, sorry. Wouldn't want to ruin the story but I can't help it at the moment. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ssstasis/2859046/ Let me apologise once more. This will be the third Friday that will be missed, according to the new schedule.Because I am a bit mad in the head, I want to let everyone know that there will be no more episodes for this month.I understand that I have ended this on the peak of the story's popularity, b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ssstasis/2856751/ I want to begin this with an apology. 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