Lamppost: A Chronicles of Narnia Poem
~ by Amanda Tkaczow Tall, imposing iron rooted in soil. Ancient and modern. Light visible leagues away; confounding strangers for it never expires or fades. Stronger in winter as the glow shines off the snow…
~ by Amanda Tkaczow Tall, imposing iron rooted in soil. Ancient and modern. Light visible leagues away; confounding strangers for it never expires or fades. Stronger in winter as the glow shines off the snow…
By Michael Goth Word Count: 3827 Rating: G (suitable for all audiences) Summary: A 10 year old girl joins a breakdancing competition, where some of her opponents are teenagers. This story is dedicated to Achelle…
The future is the greatest unknown. People plan for it and worry about it, but there is no way to be in it. We are confined to the present moment. H. G. Wells, however, delves…
~ by Evan Alexander The wind whistling sharply across the harandra outside my cave brought me out of my thoughts. Normally the near-constant howling of the sandstorms outside would be of little notice, save for…
The hammer strikes the fiery steel, The sparks, like fireflies, dance and wheel, The anvil rings out like a bell, A slow, relentless, steady beat, And in the gloom, the blazing furnace fiercely glows; Sweat…
By Ian T. Wilson Word Count: 249 Rating: G (suitable for all audiences) Summary: A short biography of DC Comics character Steppenwolf Good morning, ladies and gentlemen and welcome to another Superhero Sunday. I’m Ian…
~ by Cassandra Tkaczow When he felt the Lion’s breath come over him, it was hard to believe. It was hard to believe he was feeling anything at all! He didn’t know how long the…
Once upon a time, a great king wanted to send his son to live among his people to save them from their wretched ways. First, he chose a woman to care for his child, and…
Hope, art thou slain? The masses believe in you not. Only I believe. Only I hold you close. Only I hope till the very end. They give up. They despair. They say, “It’s inevitable,” “It’s…
~ by Patrick W. Kavanagh I am Queen, and who but I should reign? The creatures of this world have had nine hundred years and brought it little gain. That wretched Beast who drove me…
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