Young, naive, child of dark words.
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Stories by renariri
I Dreamt Of Heaven Excerpt
Sparrow has died. She wakes in the afterlife unsure of where is, or how she got there. Tossed into the scary...
Summer Days
I am going to be timing myself (for 10 minutes) and writing to this prompt
"It is the summer of 2017 and...
Let's Talk Writing
The incoherent ramblings of an author in disarray.
Here I will touch on the many different things that goes...