http://slow.writerscafe.org/Martiya9 The original writings of author Martiya Daman en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775939469 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The moon forgot her name last night, So the stars whispered it back in time. A cloud tried to draw dreams, But the wind kept blowing them. Somewhere, a clock ticked anticlockwise, And time sighed, “Not again.” And then it cried.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/3062607/ nd   Ashwig was a promoted bird, and many visitors would come to pet him. Dina lived happily ever after all. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962358/ Krymor, Ria, and Dina were the only ones standing. The angels were seriously wounded, including Gosen, and were sent. Dina and Ria couldn’t believe it they had killed so many demons. They both raised their swords high to the sky and charged towards Krymor. The demon king swang his sword to blo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962357/ The day had arrived. It was time to fight. Xytheron VS. Evolia.  The angels soared high with their wings, Ria held hands with Dina and they both floated by walk gliding. They had learned other stunts and magic words. They both held swords in their hands. They could see the smoke. They could see.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962356/ The bird flew and Dina Walk glided back to the castle, they had to do this, despite missing her class. They told Gosling about this. Gosen was in trouble; the demon empire was coming! Dina remembered that one week later it was her birthday. She sat down, wondering if she would live even before it. &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962355/ Krymor slowly titled his head towards his bird, Ashwing. He was an obsidian color bird with ruby petals and amber legs. “Ashwing, what do you think?” He beamed towards his anger. “Master, this is not the right thing to do! We should let it be; don’t you have the power to make.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962354/ At the demon empire, Xytheron, Velmora’s six months of haunting the Evolian Forests were done. They needed her to return, because she was the most powerful omen they had. She could swiftly already reach here in no time. The king, Krymor, ordered a few demons to be sent into the forest to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962352/ Ria and Dina, with their gold bows, took their first step in the deadly forest. The two walked across tangly trees and reached the pure silver rivers. “Wait, how are you going to cross this, when you don’t have wings?” asked Ria. “Hold your axe, because we are going to Walk G.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962351/ Dina walked around the castle and saw the feast on the grand table. She went to sit down next to Ria, which she felt like a sister now. It had only been a few days, and she had already got used to this, which was pretty weird. They got their Raselbake (Some toast with gold sauce, meatballs and ruby .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962350/           http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962348/ “Sir, you are going to teach me? What is your name sir? I am Dina.” “I am the great sage, Rabi.” He said, his eyes not coming out of Dina’s sight. “So… what do I have to learn first?”   “Wear this belt and marigold first. They can supp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962347/ Dina asked Ria, “Is there anything missing in the book?” “Yes, there is. Seriously! Once a great sage who still exists, named Rabi, told us that once a human will come that will change our lives and defeat the demons, so badly they will wish that person was with them. Only Rabi kno.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962345/ Soon, she was sent to the hospital on a royal bed and fell unconscious again in the hospital. She later opened her eyes with Mary wearing a green satin dress and a royal crown, with Ria curiously on her side. Some man with also green satin and a royal crown was standing next to Mary, which Dina imme.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962344/ “What is that sound in the closet, mom?” A sweet, silent voice came outside.  “Must be nothing, just go to bed.” A thump on a door was heard. Dina started getting shivers down the spine. She stuck her back to the side of the closet. Then whoosh! The closet started o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962343/ After some time, she got curious. She walked across the road seeing all the piles of dirt on the ground. She looked down and saw a construction site. Nobody seemed to be working there, and the place seemed to be abandoned. She looked down but bent too much and she fell! Her head tilted towards the g.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962342/ It was a nice chilly day on Halloween, but not a school holiday for ten-year-old Dina. She had a bagless day though. As she got out of her dad’s car, and gave a goodbye kiss, walked into the gates of the decorated school. The trees were filled with orange leaves and apples on them were painted.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962341/ When demons call, Dina answers. But is she ready for what waits on the other side? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962340/ The Indian Festival Dusshera and Diwali origination, looooong poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962070/ AFTER 2 MONTHS http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2962069/ Inspired by Doja Cat's song, Paint The Town Red (Clean) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2944144/ My poem on a blackout in india cause of something WORSE than you think... Idk whats happening as well... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2943814/ A chess game that changed my life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2943287/ Its my birthday... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2939458/ Not for kids http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2938337/ A Senryu http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2937032/ What my drawing done 2 years ago says in a poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2937025/ Not for children http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2936445/ For a Indian Festival filled with vibrant colors and unforgettable memories, a Senryu http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2936240/ The next day, Mericy and Itin walked up to the forest. They walked to the spot where the house WAS... "Where is the house... I swear it was here..." Said Mericy. "Look, there is a TV, with a DVD..." Itin said. They both inserterd the DVD. *"Haha, you thought you could escape?" It was a video of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2934747/ They tried to squish inside of the vent quickly, but failed. Ferman spotted an axe, and held it, he broke the vent loudly. Dark Torn had entered the room. His flesh had made the room smell rotten.*He was running towards them. At last, Ferman gave his axe to Itin, who began mining inside the vent. As.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2934746/ They all knew they had to ESCAPE. They went back to the place they were hiding in the closet before. *"Tick Man! Where are you!" Dark Torn said again. "Say Dark Torn, immediately!" The group peeped up to the room Dark Torn was again. He was still reading the newspaper. Ferman saw a vent in the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2934744/ They begin checking everything. Just then, Mericy said, "Look, a key in this blood jar! I don't want to touch the blood, get something!" Ferman got his spoon from his bags, picked up the key with it, and got his tissue and cleaned it. *Itin spotted a keyhole. He snatched the key and opened it. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2934743/ The Swingies jumped one place to another. The group was obsevering them carefully, everyone's heart was dropping. Tick Man just was right next to them. Itin looked the closet. He picked up a glass bottle, which was in there, and threw the opposite direction of the Tick Man. *"What was that? Che.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2934741/ The tape was terrifying. Itin spotted another and they put the other DVD again in the TV. It again was corrupted with entities. Again and again more DVDS, same terrifying moments.*Ferman heard a sound. He bent towards the wall. "Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock Tick Man! Need the blood drink!" said a low pitc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2934648/ It was total chaos. Ferman reached the bottom and stopped. Itin crashed into him and Mericy crashed into him. They looked up, them place was made up of black, reddish stone bricks, and the place smelled rotten. *They heard a loud thud, and realised the door again had been closed. But there was .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2934629/ " November 3, 1967 Hey there, diary! Kellner's there again!I was just roaming around the forest and saw this house with some random clock sound binging so I just entered the house to check it out! It looks abanoned though for some reason... I went to search for a clock but couldn't find it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2934621/ Ferman opened the door of the house, and the others entered. Vines and cobwebs hanged everywhere. The room was made out of strange dark tuff bricks, and Dark everywhere. *They looked around but saw no clocks. The door behind them then shut like a... Tick... Itin grabbed the handle and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2934456/ Mericy and Itin ate their lunch in the park as a hangout. Above 20 years old and had long friendship, trusted members. Ferman, a team member walks over.* "Hey there, guys!". "Hey there! Have you seen the new notification? We are going on a picnic in the nice forest tomorrow!" Mericy said. "Huh,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2934453/ Important! 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Gone,I became drawn.Spring came, still no flowers,Monsoon came, drops showered,I w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2932808/ For one of the youngest Indian shooting champions, Manu Bhaker... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2931892/ Don't Step Away...Before You Walk Away,Why don't we watch the trees sway,Or rather play in the park,As a last remark?In the bus, next to each other,Sweat as a cover,Still, conversations,Say gone to our frustrations.Excited for your birthday,But before the special Saturday,I saw the word "Farewell".... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2931855/ For the Javelin Champion, Neeraj Chopra... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2931611/ Sky Full Of  StarsYou're a sky full of stars,I will give you my heart,I don't care whatever happens,Even if life blackens.I don't care, tear me,Let it be,I don't care if you do,I will stay, and I should.You're a sky full of stars,I will give you my heart,Break, drop, still not sad,Break my hear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2931340/ A Senyru http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Martiya9/2931235/