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ANN - Chapter 9 - Our Terrifying Descent

The sun took on a reddish-orange tint as it descended behind the sea—majestic, though I dared not look at it directly for fear of seeing the ground below. The air quickly grew quite cold … and the wind picked up loud enough to be heard on both sides of us. However, there was a general silence that hung heavily between us as we walked. Though I would have felt too terrified to look up, for fear of falling, I could see a plethora of stars and the lights of the cosmos all around us. Well … most of the time I could … when not walking through the fog of clouds drifting just over the Wall. With all this extra time and silence, I began to get a sense of how long the Wall was. I noticed that we had not made any noticeable amount of progress toward the tall snow-capped mountains since we’d begun walking at noon. And the jungle below remained consistently dense—no matter how far we travelled. However, the height and the fruitlessness of our travels were not my only concerns. Every time

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ANN - Chapter 9 - Our Terrifying Descent

The sun took on a reddish-orange tint as it descended behind the sea—majestic, though I dared not look at it directly for fear of seeing the ground below. The air quickly grew quite cold … and the wind picked up loud enough to be heard on both sides of us. However, there was a general silence that hung heavily between us as we walked. Though I would have felt too terrified to look up, for fear of falling, I could see a plethora of stars and the lights of the cosmos all around us. Well … most of the time I could … when not walking through the fog of clouds drifting just over the Wall. With all this extra time and silence, I began to get a sense of how long the Wall was. I noticed that we had not made any noticeable amount of progress toward the tall snow-capped mountains since we’d begun walking at noon. And the jungle below remained consistently dense—no matter how far we travelled. However, the height and the fruitlessness of our travels were not my only concerns. Every time

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ANN - Chapter 9 - Our Terrifying Descent

The sun took on a reddish-orange tint as it descended behind the sea—majestic, though I dared not look at it directly for fear of seeing the ground below. The air quickly grew quite cold … and the wind picked up loud enough to be heard on both sides of us. However, there was a general silence that hung heavily between us as we walked. Though I would have felt too terrified to look up, for fear of falling, I could see a plethora of stars and the lights of the cosmos all around us. Well … most of the time I could … when not walking through the fog of clouds drifting just over the Wall. With all this extra time and silence, I began to get a sense of how long the Wall was. I noticed that we had not made any noticeable amount of progress toward the tall snow-capped mountains since we’d begun walking at noon. And the jungle below remained consistently dense—no matter how far we travelled. However, the height and the fruitlessness of our travels were not my only concerns. Every time

A New Night - Novel

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Names of the Elite

Names of the Elite by Joseph Blake Parker Thirteen year old Onura, with a stick that she had carved into a spear, stalked the riktaw as it crept with its tiny, noisy claws into the tall grass. The foot-long rodent was sleek, glossy-black and would be near invisible in the dark. It was built, naturally, to slink from one crevice to the next; and its thin, elongated nose and flat tail helped to complete its disguise as a moving shadow. But Onura knew its weakness—both of its weaknesses, actually. The first was that it made a wheezing noise as it traveled quickly between hiding places, like the elders in the village wheezed when they ex

Short Stories

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Christmas in the Desert

Christmas in the Desert by Joseph Blake Parker “Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. Keep on loving, keep on fighting. […] Hold on for your life.” - Pat the Bunny I stood in the sandy yard, while friends waited for me inside; They drank eggnog, and ate pie, laughed and bickered in turn. Meanwhile, I did my holiday duty, to stand in the frosty wind; And make the dreaded phone calls to my family's shattered remains. My mother weathering the season alone, and grandparents fearing tragedy to come. I felt the weight of their lives, press on my shoulders and belly; Distant, stiff, heavy, frigid, and fearsom

Poetry

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Writing Advice

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ACWAN Schedule for NaNoWriMo

ACWAN Schedule for NaNoWriMo (Anybody Can Write a Novel schedule for National Novel Writing Month) Though I have never participated in NaNoWriMo, I have completed a novel by its standards in a month. It is a fun challenge, which in my experience requires a lot of planning. Though some people may just be able to write freestyle, I know that I need a schedule to keep up with it all. So. I’ve created a template schedule for those wishing to participate in NaNoWriMo this year (and in years to come). Of course, feel free to tweak or ignore this schedule completely; it is just a tool for your use. For each day, follow the link, read the arti

Write-A-Novel Exercises TLCE

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