Proclomation
"Sweetie, I'm home," exclaimed Kyle as he padded into his home. He removed his jacket and hung it up on the coat rack hanging off of the door. As he sat down, he heard his lover walking down from upstairs. "Hey, Kyle! How was work," asked the brown...
A part of my story saga/chronicle/chapter
Ulric grew tired, one morning. He looked out the window and basked in the natural beauty and divinity of the serene sounds of the Spring rain. How he longed to leave this institute of higher learning and to frolic in the glorious weather; the water...