Tag: creative-writing
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Forbidden Love at Sea
The storm claws at my ship, but it pales next to the tempest raging within me. A fortune awaits in Havana, where lords, bloated on rum and silk, promised gold enough to drown in. All I must do is deliver my captive alive. I caught it. BloodBeard never fails. Yet, here I stand, undone. My…
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How the Pages Got Quiet
“Notes on Losing and Finding a Voice.” I used to write on everything. Bus tickets, lab handouts, and the backs of receipts were my canvas. I even wrote on the tender skin of my palms when I had no paper available. By night, the ink bled faint blue ghosts onto my sheets. By morning, each…
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