Bridging the Gap -13

We've always had a bridge ceremony." "alright then," james began, trying to mollify bobbie, "we'll have a 'bridge ceremony,' you lead!"

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Crossing The Narrow Bridge

The narrow bridge, the only accessway to that delicious fruit and the tree was shaking in the wind, and not in good repair. the knots that lined the bridge were frayed, several beams were missing, having fallen into the abyss below.

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A Gap Bridged with Passion

Legionaire stirred in his sleep. Warmth coiled around his hardened member, squeezing it in a soft, wet embrace. He moaned softly, wings beating weakly at his sides. The stimulation traveled underneath his skin like a surge of heat, making his fur...

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Burned Bridges [MLP]

We burned our bridges here, but came back. you can rebuild a bridge, and possibly even make it stronger than before. maybe some of them are bitter that you just up and left without telling them - but you'll be able to tell who your true friends are.

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Bridges, part 1

_Seriously_, Amir thought, _how the hell do people meet each other?_ He was sitting in a chair in the Foxed Page, a bookstore in the Riverwalk district of the city of Gateway, a new Elthia Jones mystery lying forgotten in his lap. Across the Mystery...

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Water Under the Bridge

There he was, sly cooper, the thief she had been after for years, standing on the other side of the bridge railing with that smug and charming smile of his.

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Crossing Bridges: A Novel

#1 of crossing bridges novel a new novel i am working on alongside college life. this and cl are both very personal to me, and i hope you enjoy.

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A Bridge Paved in Colour

"ok, sort of like that, but... you know the bridges over the creek in the park? like those. like a big... bridge between the earth and heaven, paved in colour." alice's eyes were closed now. "sounds... real... pretty." "it is.

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[BRIDGE] ~ We're Different

I guess this is where I start my solo work for the Bureau then.. I didn't think they'd be letting me leave the nest this early, but here I am. In a desolate, barren place where despair and hopelessness thrive. I could even smell dead bodies from this...

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