A Complicated Thing

Fuck...why does falling asleep have to be so hard? My eyes open groggily, so I can get a look at my clock. 4 A.M. For christs sake...I roll onto my back, lay back against the pillow, put my hands behind my head and sigh. It appeared that it was still...

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Favorite Things

Soren slipped into the new house. Even after living at this place for six months he kept getting off at the seventeenth floor rather than the thirty sixth. He hustled to the front door, conscious that he was running later than normal. Eli was sitting...

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A Thing for Orcas

Water. It was the natural element for an orca. The feel of the depths against the skin, rushing currents slipping over and under, encasing in liquid, a sensation uncanny to anything else in the world; Gritou loved that most. When he was in the water,...

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The Right Thing

Hello, sweet peas, welcome to the Hockey Hunk! It's Monday, and we're back in business, and I do hope you'll have fun! I'm sorry about the delay on Friday, I just felt so damn bad about the chapter, it's rare that it happens, but I couldn't help it, I...

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The Good Things

He'd never experienced this before. He'd heard of it but he'd never had an issue with writing. The words always just seemed to flow through him as he wrote. But now, sitting in this lonesome cabin, he couldn't think of anything but her. The way she...

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Seeing Things

Some of the things i have memorized may not be romantic or special but if it is true love it should not be a problem to remember even the slightest and/ or unimportant detail. it's still crystal clear and... i'll cherish it and embrace it.

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Random thing

Chris awoke with a jolt, as if something had hit him in the chest. In fact, something had. He opened his eyes to see a familiar looking Buizel sitting on his stomach, looking down at him. He had in fact known who she was the minute he laid eyes on her,...

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These Little Things

Watching the blindingly white snow cover the ground I can't help but to wonder why you're no longer around Was it something I did, or perhaps something I said Loneliness engulfs my soul as these thoughts run rampantly through my head. This house...

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It's The Little Things

It was the little things. The little tuft of fur that always stuck up on his neck that I couldn't help but put back in place with a tender lick. That faintly spicy, vanilla-like sent that my nostrils caught a clear whiff of as I buried them into the...

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The Order of Things

Don had never taken guff gracefully, even when it was the way of the world. Maybe especially then. The wolf woman, coming toward them on the sidewalk, had just snapped her fingers and pointed at the side of the road, expecting them to step into the...

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Simple Things

The world didn't have to be more complicated than a white rectangle of sheeting, six and a half feet by five, folded down tenderly over the mattress. The problems Troy was having with the reactor's fuel mix, proton shedding in the fusion chambers,...

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Elanie and the Thing

Elanie told him about her work on the thing, and the insect told her about some of the things he was constructing for her. he also explained how to use the soldering iron, and clicked happily as she gave him a few extra carrots for the clippers.

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