Dolores Esteban
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Eschaton (Elanil) Elanil hugged the tree as she looked down at the ground far below. The fight was going on, but she was not able to see what happened. It was dark for night had already fallen. Clouds covered the moon and the light was poor. A violent thunderstorm raged in the distance. The wind was already getting stronger and the first raindrops started to fall. Elanil hugged the tree tightly. Her arms hurt. Her whole body ached. But Elanil did not move. She was barely able to think
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#47 The Frog Prince (Heinrich)
Dolores Esteban commented on Dolores Esteban's story chapter in #47 The Frog Prince (Heinrich)
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Eschaton Prologue Under a canopy of fluorescing stars that were all too quick to fade, they stood looking out on the burned and devastated land. The final battle was beaten and the war was over. It would take years, however, to reestablish peace and rebuild the devastated land. Falael raised his eyes and looked at the nightly sky. He looked at it in almost awe and wonder. Never had he seen the beauty of the night. A chilly breeze touched Falael’s skin. The air was still filled
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The Loss of Innocence Once upon a time, God created the heavens and mankind. The earth was fresh, new and innocent. The age of innocence, however, did not last long for the seven deadly sins came upon the holy land. The serpent, sublime and devious, envied man and lusted for devastation. Man, insatiable and greedy for power, gave in to the serpent’s temptation. Man’s failure to love him and obey his commands, raised God’s wrath and anger. Lucifer, the serpent, was banned from heaven, and
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Mariah He had watched her for six weeks. She came to the library every Monday and Wednesday afternoon. She spent two or three hours reading there. Julian had changed his schedule according to hers. He came to the library every Monday and Wednesday. He always sat at a certain distance from her. He usually just saw her back. He saw her face only now and then when she stood and went to and from one of the shelves. Julian didn’t know her name. She was not a beauty. But there was somethin
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Her Laugh Broke the Silence Her laugh broke the silence. Time started ticking again. Gratefully, Uncle Timothy offered more wine. Gratefully, everybody accepted. The conversation was resumed. Everybody engaged cheerfully. Cynthia winked at Jeremy. Jeremy lowered his eyes for a moment. Then he smiled at his cousin who had saved him with her laugh from any embarrassing explanations. Cynthia turned to her mother. Her mother nodded vividly at Cynthia’s remark. They were talking about the
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Moon Night Moon night Tempting graceful light Touching gently Your restless soul Laurel light Tempting golden night Tickling graciously Your ravished dreams Sweet temptations Sirens song Glee, enchantment Thriving glory
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Brothers Grimm, The Frog Prince : http://www.eastoftheweb.com/short-stories/UBooks/FrogPrin.shtml The Frog Prince (Heinrich) A colored coach drove up, decorated with plumes of feathers and a golden harness, and drawn by eight beautiful horses. Behind the coach rode the prince's servant, faithful Heinrich, who had bewailed the misfortunes of his dear master so long and so bitterly that his heart had almost burst. Heinrich smiled at the young princess who had broken the cruel charm o
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New Alphabet
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Great link, Cia. I worked through the lessons. There's really useful advice. What most intrigued me were the poems, to my own surprise. They were easy to write.
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I read chaptered and non-chaptered stories, although I prefer stories that are not too long. I always write non-chaptered stories. I only cut a story into chapters after it's finished. I think uploading chapters of a long story is more convenient for the reader.
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Pale Moon Rising
Dolores Esteban commented on Dolores Esteban's story in 2010 - Fall - No Going Back
Yes, the ending is a bit sentimental. Someone told me already. Thanks for reading and leaving a feedback. I'm happy you enjoyed it anyway. -
Prisoner of the Past
Dolores Esteban commented on Dolores Esteban's story in 2010 - Winter - Haunted
Thanks for reading and commenting. Glad you liked that as well. -
She's Not What She Seems
Dolores Esteban commented on Dolores Esteban's story in 2010 - Spring - I'd Never Do That
Thank you very much. Glad you liked it. -
A Dadaist Poem
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Random (A Dadaist Poem) by Dolores Esteban Author’s note: Dadaism or Dada is a cultural movement in visual art as well as literature, theatre and graphic design. Its purpose was to ridicule what its participants considered to be the meaninglessness of the modern world. As Dadaist Hugo Ball expressed it, "For us, art is not an end in itself ... but it is an opportunity for the true perception and criticism of the times we live in." The artists created art in w
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I'm late, sorry. Congrats!
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Thanks for wasting your time on my story and the slap in the face. Honestly, I do not care.
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Thanks for your kind comment.
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Thank you very much for reading and commenting. I'm happy you liked the story.
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To Mike... Love, Mike
Dolores Esteban commented on Frostina's story chapter in To Mike... Love, Mike
I was curious right from the start and I'd like to know what Mikie will find. I just fear that he will be disappointed. Thanks for sharing. I did like it. -
Thank you very much for your kind comment. Makes me feel happy.
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Thanks for your feedback. I'm happy you liked the story.
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I liked the pace of the story. And I loved the image of the rain. A beautifully told story. I liked the happy ending. I feared throughout the story the mysterious guy was just some random guy taking advantage of Alex.
