Written by Quinn Camacho. I know you don’t love like the movies pretend, With hands locked tight or vows that never bend. You keep your heart just out of my reach, Yet somehow, still, you feel like home to me. I don’t fear the waiting, the wondering, the space, The way you pull me close, then step away. I see the cracks, the quiet in your eyes, Storms held back behind practiced lies. They say I’m a fool, that I should run, That I deserve a love already done. But love isn’t safe, i

A story by Journey Hart. It had been years since Axel had seen his old band teacher. By now, Axel had gone on to play in worldwide orchestras, had played for famous movie soundtracks, and had gotten fairly wealthy over the years. One thing often bothered him as he tried to sleep, however. He wondered dearly where Mr. Abrams had gone. He… he just wanted to say thank you. And so, he went to his old school. This adventure was disguised as a career day for the kids, and as he showed them how he pla

A story by Journey Hart Ender opened her door and sighed as the morning breeze enveloped her. She smiled as the breath of wind played around her humble little cottage, caressing the curtains and lightly touching her little flowers by the window so they waved in hello. The sun that lit the bright blue sky above, the silence and mildness of the wilderness that stretched for miles outside provoked play inside of Ender. She wiped her hands on her homemade apron, leaving the door open as she walked