http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ohsoewan The original writings of author Matt-Maxwell en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776106247 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The Rowans was large manor house, so called due to the grove of rowans that mark the house’s borders beyond the forlorn looking iron fence. It is located in a pretty little part of Yorkshire, the name of the village often escapes me though I believe it has an equally pretty name. I moved here .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ohsoewan/837441/ I placed a hand on my master’s shoulder and shook him lightly to pull him from his sleep. He rolled over in his bed ruffling the red silken sheets around himself like a comfortable pyre. His deep venom green eyes fluttered open and he smiled up at me with a youth filled smile. “Good Morn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ohsoewan/837439/ It is only under the extreme scrutiny of the Black Sparrow Institute that I am allowed to pen the tale, or rather the report, of what happened in this very building this very evening, twenty years ago. My companions and I had no idea of the extent of my Master’s madness, the height of his powe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ohsoewan/837436/ My first attempt at a horror story that I wrote a few years back. Claude Eldridge was a handsome boy with the world in his hands, until the day his father was murdered and he was left for dead. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ohsoewan/837435/ Something I wrote ages ago after coming to terms with my first break up. Mushy romantics are not really my strong points but I feel this is good enough to share. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ohsoewan/837420/