Not thinking writing. What comes out? Maybe your theme?
Once, I told myself, I was a mighty sword (through my pen). I took my sword and struck it into a broad trunked tree that cast golden leaves down on...
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Two people, a married couple, were asking questions in anxious tones. They stood at the counter of a seaside cafe, talking to its owner and her... Source: WritersBeat.com
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