Writing Prompts
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Sand Raiders
They come when the moon is dark and the desert is silent. Sand Raiders from the…
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Supporting Young Authors
This week’s story does not belong to me. That’s right. I am unashamedly posting another author’s…
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Broken Glass
The wind is from the north, cold as a winter’s gale. I could smell the snow…
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7th and Main
7th and Main, they tell me. 7th and Main, but not on the street, not where…