By @writerofage Original Artwork @writerofage Traducido del inglés al español por @MaresPW Teru sat quietly, legs crossed. She let the gentle wind roll by, not that she could stop it, but she enjoyed it.

Original Sketch @writerofage A Grimwood Tale (About 3500 words) The water was waste-high, it rushed passed him, around him, running forth and playing with the spaces between rocks. He wasn’t playing, but

A Short Story Original drawing @writerofage “It’s about making a web.” “What do you mean?” Trent stood there. Contemplating, a concern for proper communication was stricken across his features. Brow furrowed,

Clander’s Fifth Dementia Original Drawing by @writerofage Nobody could guess the impact Clander’s Fifth Dementia would have one day on the world. Tank sat on his couch. It wasn’t his real name, but his

City of Storms Original art by @writerofage A slow warmth caressed, it spread and danced, it had already been there, but seemed just out of notice. He noticed it now. The ground was a soft, moss-covered

To read from the beginning: It had that way with him, her voice. “It is a good morning Estelle! I hear it’s the only one like it. You are beautiful, and I should think the light Is glad to fall on you!”