When the Towers Fell

When the Towers Fell

By Eliza Downer One normal autumn day Lurking darkness flew Few knew of the coming evil Morning coffee, rushed goodbyes, final hugs Clocked in, ready to work Lunch break, stay or leave? A loud crash, confusion, unknown Run confused to the light Firemen gear up Rush to...
Teaching Freedom

Teaching Freedom

Arthur Blakeney hated September. He didn’t despise fall’s arrival, or his students’ return to his one-room schoolhouse, or even the picking of apples and pumpkins. He once welcomed all these changes and more, but now they evoked dread instead of...
Night and Day

Night and Day

By Isabelle Evans There she stood, Tall and pale in the moonlight, Pearlescent eyes glowing, Silver scales shining. The dragon queen, Glorious majesty, Hatched from a moon, Fathered by a star. She opens her mouth, Breathing silver fire into the night, Casting light...
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