

Unfinished BusinessJosiah surveyed the once grand dining room. Now in various states of decay, he found it hard to recall it as a place where the most lavish parties were held, and the most influential guests entertained. The purple velvet curtains lay in moldering heaps below the shattered sash windows. The jungle-green walls were stained with drip marks from the ornate ceiling and rising damp from the muddy floor that was littered with a variety of broken crockery, wineglasses, and the odd silver spoon. The paintings that had once hung so boldly as a definite sign of wealth and power were either long-since stolen, or lying face down on the floor, the ancientUnfinished Business


GemenisisAngella was creating a world. So far it was a world of deep, dark waters, but it was time for some light. And so there was light. These things are easy when one is in a creative mood.Gemenisis
There is beauty in the night, and there is beauty in the day. And between them lay Nigella; she turns in her sleep, and wakes up.
The sun was about to rise, the stars were fading, and Charlie was walking down to the beach. She stopped on the sand and looked out towards the sun. She took off her clothes and walked into the water.
When she emerged, her shirt was gone. She looked around. There was a woman sitting on
Why the name?
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"But Marge, what if we chose the wrong religion? Each week we just make God madder and madder." -- Homer Simpson
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"But Marge, what if we chose the wrong religion? Each week we just make God madder and madder." -- Homer Simpson
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