writings

Voices in the dark

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There is a time in the evening, a magical time... when the darkness draws around us like a cloak.... We light the torches and draw closer to the fire...this is the time when we shed the tensions and stress of the day and allow the night to envelope us... with the soothing sound of the Falls in the background, we come together to share..... thoughts.... ideas... philosophies.... jokes.... The echoes of men's voices carries in the dark..... and the lilting sound of a kajira's laughter can be heard occasionally..... this is the time for story tellers and poets....... This is that time..... when under the light of the three moons...... the creative spark flares.....

Alone in the darkness

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The laughter of women

This page is meant to be a place to express those voices inside which refuse to be stilled. As the daughter of a scribe, I have a deep and abiding love for the written word. Any and all forms of creative expression are welcome. Poetry, fiction, ballads or limericks... If you feel that creative spark flaring in you.... and wish to share... email me and I will post your work here.

I wish you well,

Curvzzz