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In days of yore, I towered high or crouched low, A specter of dread, now a shadow’s echo. Once a terror, now a whisper, a zero in disguise, ...
Poems By Thoams MIller: The Darkness of Night
The Darkness of Night By Thomas Miller As I stand here, gazing into the sea, Searching for my lost Morgana, my heart’s decree. The waves whi...
Daily Thought Of Life On 5 /31/2024 From Author Thomas Miller
Daily Thought Of Life On 5/31/2024 From Author Thomas Miller I hope this journal entry finds you well. As promised, I am opening up and gett...
Quick Story: The Ruins: a Story about the what is about to come
The Ruins By Thomas Miller The streets were eerily quiet as the two brothers made their way through the desolate landscape. The once bustli...
Quick Story: Lusafaraine McDeath's Burden
Lusafaraine McDeath's Burden by Thomas Miller I am Lusafaraine McDeath. The name may sound familiar to you, like a distant echo from a f...
Quick Story: The Story Of Mels Gleandale
The Story Of Mels Gleandale By Thoms Miller It was a dark and stormy night when Mels Glean's car broke down on a deserted road in the m...
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