Author: RvnXavier
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Covid New Victim – Lost Friend
We haven’t posted in a long time here. We lost a long-time good friend. Our friend Jake we’ve known from school. We meet Jake when we were seven at boarding school in the 1970s. He would visit us here in America as she got settled in with our fresh new life with our partner and…
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New Story Idea – Graveyard Safari
For the last few months We’ve been toying with the idea of writing a comedic pandemic story. We finally decided to work on the ide further to make it more fun than only an idea. We began probing our thoughts and creative juices tonight. This title is our working title as of now. We got…
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Friday Pokemon Day
Today we got the new Pokemon Legends Arceus. We weren’t meant to get it yet, a friend got us the digital code to it and a few mystery codes for it. It’s way different to any other Pokemon game we’ve ever played in our life. We never quite played a Pokemon game like this one.…
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Poem – Grandma
You were the very glue that held thisfamily together, our center of gravity.You were a pillar of strength, of faith, of love.I regret, as a child, not caring for ourvisits the way I wish I had now.I miss seeing you at the kitchen tablewhile cutting up vegetables as we spoke, orStanding at the stove and…
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Fan-fiction and Gayness
Over the last few day to weeks we’ve been doing some research into Fan-fiction and about writing it. I have followed it over time and space since I became a writer since 2005. I have never written fan-fiction ourselves. One thing you all might want to know and might not have read over the past…
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Poem – Dandelion Daydreams
Rose gardens bloom in the airYet their beauty does not compareTo the magic in your eyes, so blueTo the euphoria I feel with you Rain droplets here, suspendedWhy, isn’t this all just splendidWe’re dancing clouds, so effervescent!Lost in daydreams, thoughts so reminiscent Hear the wind play with the treesDandelions sway on the breezeWe are all…
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Poem – The Void
It has not rained here in weeksBut I am drenched to the bone.My skeleton is brittle and achy,Frost settling in beneath my skin.My fingertips are an icy blue,Lips drained of color; chapped.The vibrance of my eyes has faded,Even in the blistering sunlight.Every conversation feels forced.Everything is tainted, contaminated,By an ever-present, consuming darkness.My curtains remain drawn…
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New W.I.P
It’s been a while since I’ve posted here. We’ve been working on a new W.I.P right now. We also joined a new Discord server and it’s a writing server. I think this server will help improve our writing. Our current story/W.I.P is classed as a Urban Fantasy. We never thought we’d write a story in…
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New Year 2022
as per-normal everyone makes new year’s resolutions. I was going to do only that. The first thing I got up this morning to do. It was clearly in my head that what we all do each and every year. Why do we make these lists? I thought about it for some time and nothing came…
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Poem – You Hate Me!
I get it,You don’t like me,You don’t like the writing style I have tried creating,One letting everyone into a path of darkness,“It’s too scary”,“It’s too dark”,But you are the one who told me for my writing,To have a rhyme or reason,But when I do as you say,You see it as treason,Holding me back to the…
British Writer on American Soil 