Hoshi Chronicles: A Crossover Story
~ by Amanda Pizzolatto Syaoran unconsciously pulled on his tiny braid; they were getting close. He hadn’t seen her in five years. Had she grown? How had she grown? Did she have that same haircut…
~ by Amanda Pizzolatto Syaoran unconsciously pulled on his tiny braid; they were getting close. He hadn’t seen her in five years. Had she grown? How had she grown? Did she have that same haircut…
I must confess, I shared popular opinion when it came to comic book movies when Thor came out. I’d just finished the high school tier of homeschooling and was in caffeine hangover after the spring…
By 1000th Ghost Word count: 1507 Rating: G (suitable for all audiences) Summary: A new take on the classic lyrics from "The Phantom of the Opera" God? I asked Him for you. I prayed for you…
Flames rise higher As desire pours From lover’s intent. Flames glow in the darkness Lighting the path to Be followed in blissful Surrender to Lover’s touch. Flames rise and fall and Two merge seeming inseparable…
They left their horses in a heavy grove of jack pine on the slope near to the object of their designs, although Fia could not actually see the place. Arlot explained his plan, which he…
By LastCrazyHorn Word Count: 105891 Rating: PG-13 for brief language, violence, and depictions of abuse Summary: A disabled Harry comes to Hogwarts story. Everyone expects him to be like his dad, but how can he be with…
Well, someone spent a good half of this movie in a puddle of salt water, but it definitely wasn’t me. C’mon . . . who am I kidding. Of course it was me. I DID…
“At it, Rod!” Ten-year-old Sophie was armed with a wooden sword, dressed in a loose shirt and breeches, battling in the yard with one of the village boys, fresh out of class. “Sophie, please…” Sansa…
By Lawrence "Mack" Hall Word Count: 119 Rating: G (suitable for all audiences) Summary: A poem for Remembrance Day/Veteran's Day Author's Note: For David Jones, 1895-1974, Poet, Artist, Pte., Royal Welch Fusiliers *** "One can…
I heard a chant from Myrddin of the Green Hear It high and hear It low. A tapestry which, for countless score, the tarnished earth has not seen In the deep, now hear it grow…
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