Native-americans قصص

It's 2099. Mrs. Nikopolis is in solitary confinement, sentenced to death by burning crucifixion on Christmas Eve. Why? She dared to challenge the neo-colonial authority of the Kingdom of Pan-America. As gentle and non-violent as she is, she's renowned as an international terrorist. But now, with only one night before her execution, she'll have to get in touch with her inner aggression...

A red moon on the arise as it brings a plague and death before starting a new birth. Native Americans and wolves asked the moon spirit for advice on what they should do. They travel to a far away land to ensure their survival. Also being written on Booksie, the book is in progress.

A poem I wrote when I was 9 about the elf owl and the wildlife and native-American period in California.

Kyla has been trapped in an abusive relationship and has finally decided its time to break free. But how will she do that? In the most unexpected way possible. She'll change her world completely, by creating an entirely new one. A place where she can always do what she wants, a place where the laws of this world can't hold anyone back. The only rules are, no contact with the outside world, and once you've entered, you can never leave. The pictures used in this story currently aren't mine. All rights to this story are mine and mine alone. You may not use any part without my permission. Being redone, enter at your own risk