The Winter

I'll admit, at the time, it was hard to imagine a world that was more complete or more wonderful than the one I was living in. There was some great profundity in the way we would wake up every morning, and I would tell her how I admired the sunlight...

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The Furnace

_ _o excellent protector of sheep, the wolf!_ ~cicero

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At the End of a Long String

_wolves steal sheep. foxes steal chickens. but what the hell are you? something different, man. something different._ -snarl _ **i** _ i gagged a little bit, yanked practically off my feet. "where're you goin'?"

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Destroyer Destroyer

Claimer: This is the end of this sordid tale. A _Requiem for a Gentleman_, you could say. Anyone can read this. I encourage people to puzzle out what this story meant, and what actually happened before I post the epilogue, which will explain...

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Beatus Vir

This evening, however, it was as if the moon was piercing the night itself, and the night, in retaliation, was twisting and squirming- bleating like a hurt lamb with peals of far-off thunder and wild shots of lightning.

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Charlie Freak

Mason was looking at him like a blind sheep, completely unseeing. this kid deserves it! he wants it! look at his eyes! all of ian's kids wanted it, and all of them deserved it for looking like that.

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Everything was Beautiful, and Nothing Hurt

Disclaimer: This is some awful stuff which you should not read if you're squemish or normal in any way shape or form. This is a little bit of a departure from my usual style with this series, and to avoid confusion, I will tell you that the first part...

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Blackbird- Before

The night is cold, and I look up at the ceiling for a little bit. The wood paneling is all red and shiny in the moonlight, and I run a paw over one of my ears. I'm feeling kind of good about this, I'm feeling kind of frisky. It's the good kind of...

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Every Little Piece of your Life

Three months pass... And I'm still living in the old cave, my old den, with Rifka and Sasha. Sasha recovered really nicely, and I'm teaching him to hunt now. He needs to, now that winter's coming. It's night out, and it's autumn, and it's very...

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Peace Maker

In the night, I felt two warm bodies lay against me. I could hear Sasha's soft snoring against my chest, and I could feel Anechka's paws on my back like ice. It made me smile to myself as I thought about the coming dawn. Something about Anya's...

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Breaker

"Fyedka was your friend." The other half reasoned. "He held you down. He marked you as his." "But he was always there. He was like a brother to you." "He burned you alive." "He didn't mean to." "He FUCKED you. Made you HIS." I...

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Quiet

For a long time, it was cold. Or maybe it was a very short time? I couldn't tell. I was laying down for the longest time, and occasionally, I would hear crying, or the sound of wind blowing through the trees. I heard the sound of running water, and a...

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