Down a Rung

If all went according to plan, this would be a good day. The black-furred wolf, clad in only a green gown matching her sharp eyes, paced the hallway beside her room--having been woken up on abrupt call--whilst cradling the phone between neck and...

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Tarrying

It was around noon, as scheduled. It seemed too easy, though--that was the problem. She'd mulled it over for some time, and by now Fiela had made a decision regarding her ostensible date. This wolfess was the last person to be played for a fool. She...

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A Night to Forget Pt. 1

Let me start off by telling you _who_ I am. I am Jake Festi, chinchilla from the Low Wastes. And I was about ready to kill myself. If not get it over with, then at least forget, anyway. You can take a stab in the dark as to what I was doing right...

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Royal Flush

You wouldn't imagine the butterflies in my stomach at this very moment. Ridiculous. It's like a couple just built a nest in there. I think I'd never been as nervous as I was right then. I mean, I guess I knew what I signed up for, and I had about a...

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The Wardston Conspiracy

----The sun would likely have shone about midway through the sky and brought clarity to Dexter's vision along the floor, at least were it not for the two layers that obscured its presence; the first a cover of thick clouds, the second a ceiling of...

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Every Thorn has its Rose

When a sigh is what starts the day, one usually gets a feeling of foreboding. The day's going to drag on, it's going to be boring and agonizing, and there's nothing to do to prevent it, only to trudge through it. Fortunately, this did not feel to be so...

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In Medias Res

The sound of a door being knocked upon drowned out all others--it was the most prominent, if only to Rey. The constant chatter of inane conversations stories above could certainly be heard, but were far too easily ignored. Right now, the only thing...

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A Day in the Undersector

"This is the Undersector..." "Good one, sleuth. Welcome--grab a seat, have some tea." Another retorted, words dripping with sarcasm. The second, a brown bull, fiddled with all sorts of mechanical parts and doohickeys completely abstract to the lynx...

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No Man's Land

"You're sure about this, Rey?" "Yep. I've thought about it, and the positives definitely outweigh the negatives." The white rabbit stood before a towering wall that smelled faintly of pine, colored some indistinct dark color, next to it a gaping hole....

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Moving Forward

If he hadn't mentally asked himself if he was awake to a near-point of semantic satiation for all three words of the question, at some point having become aware of his own senselessness and inanity, Rey probably wouldn't have realized that he had woken...

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Balance of Power

----The Olympic Games; no greater way to prove oneself in the mastery of athleticism, flexibility, and determination. Indeed, even now, as the snow husky sat in nothing but a blue leotard upon a bench awaiting her turn at the balance beams, an air of...

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A Simple Greeting

----I'm not going to lie--I had pretty much everything a guy like me could want. I had a cool little job as a waiter at the closest coffee shop, I was already able to afford a quaint house not long after graduating from college, and I kept my family...

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