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Meghan Thew
Bio
Fantasy writer. Creator of nonsense. Animal lover. Occasional Poet. Dabbler in painting. Only truly myself when being creative.
I've been creating stories my whole life, and with Vocal's help, hope to share with a wider audience. Thank you.
Stories (28/0)
Our Covid Summer
When I think Summer, I think of the impressive wall of heat that hits you on the face like you’re looking into a hot oven. The humidity is so thick, it makes the air heavy. Combined, you are just weighted down, like that nightmare where you are trying to run, but your feet are dragging, and each step is like pushing through taffy.
By Meghan Thew2 years ago in Feast
The Call of Gold
There weren’t always dragons in The Valley. But then I came, ancient and craving treasure. So much wealth. How could I resist the lure of Los Angeles? The lights shone throughout the Valley like gold in the firelight, warming my heart and tickling my senses.
By Meghan Thew2 years ago in Fiction
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