http://slow.writerscafe.org/LittleAine The original writings of author Amatina en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776021498 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I wrote this while in a class late last year, when the leaves had been mostly freed from the trees and began to become sound effects on walks. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/1364110/ Whispers shared in the dark as strong as dreamsIn the blackness, everything is more than it seemsPressed into you, there's no place I'd rather beSharing my biggest fears, my hopes, my wildest dreamsThey can't see the light of day, For in the glare, they'll crumble and fadeIn the darkness with y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/1364109/ This came to me one morning when I was waiting for my bus to arrive at my stop. Please enjoy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/1364104/ “Oh what the hell she saidI just can’t winfor losingAnd she lays backdownMan there’s somany timesI don’t know whatI’m doin’Like I don’t knownow”-Rob Thomas “Her Diamonds”Time and timeagain I&rsquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/1018157/ As I walk along the roadLonely and coldI peer eagerly in the darknessLooking for answerThat lies in the icy nightThe tears begin to arriveI wish them away To no availMy emotions take overI begin to run from themIn hopes that they will fall behind meThey followAllowing the tears to cascade from .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/999375/ A terrifying... Was it a dream? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/994923/ The rain clouds roll in, The impending storm looms on the horizon. The sky gets darker. Oh how I can relate, If only times of pain and suffering Hadn’t made it too late. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/990878/ A love story between Master and slave, and a particularly special moment thrown in. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/990688/ The only sound to be heard was her gentle sobbing.  Even then it was muffled by the hands she hidher face behind.                     The entire housewas silent, making her vulnerability and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/988603/ The sceneryonly autumnal weather could provide me rolled by as I was whisked away.               Some trees still full of theirambers, oranges, reds all dangling from their branches.The othersleft bare, waiting for wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/988588/ A continuation of my "Abduction". This continues the plot, and develops Carrie's plight a bit more. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/988534/ The narrator comes to, finding herself held captive, and finds out about herself in the process. photo credit to ~onyxphoto at deviantart.com http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LittleAine/984948/