
Ethics
© 2001 by Daļa
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- by Trent Dickson
- The men ride through the night in silence, wearing
the dark uniforms of their business, their cause, their quiet.
- by Susanne Bridenbaugh
- Ancient dust layered ancient bones, rattling in the
hollowed graves of time; the hard, blood-soaked earth pressed around
the thirteen, as they lay ensconced for over a millennia.
- by Berend ter Borg
- The individual facing me was Death, that was obvious
enough. To the imagination of some, Death would be the sort of
person who'd want to hide his identity when appearing in public.
- by michael mccorquodale
- they say I am too intense. I am too hard working.
I am too extreme. I am an alcoholic. I am crazy. I am too passionate.
- by Meryl Duprey
- There are serpents in the sea.
- They come as long grey shadows that reach out and
grab your legs and down you go, to the never-never darkness.
- by M.J.Hewitt
- Shimmering phantoms gather in the golden mist, and
amongst ancient trees,
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