Savannah Blues part 10

#11 of savannah blues savannah blues (10) by roofles isaac's large hind paws took the steps slowly. one by one each with a heavy burden on his shoulders that weighed his legs down as if a ball and chain were being dragged behind him.

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Ocean Depths part 30

#30 of ocean depths ocean depths (30) by roofles "owen, hun." lucas started off simple enough. his tone light and even.

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Ocean depths part 29

#29 of ocean depths ocean depths chapter 29 by roofles lucas jolted from his sleep in a dead sweat. breathing heavily he looked around, blinking a few times before rubbing his eyes. it was only a dream. that was all.

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Savannah Blues Part 2

#3 of savannah blues savannah blues part 2 by roofles "you're one to talk." isaac halfheartedly laughed back. "i'm bi," the dog clarified very gentleman like half bowing as he spoke.

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What Goes Bump In the Night. Chapter Two.

What goes bump in the night chapter two by roofles "you alright?" kenny asked a week after the incident. the whole trip was cut short after finding the mauled body of the camper in the bathroom.

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Golden Eyes

Golden eyes by roofles "what is the meaning of this?" the older human female said covering her mouth with a napkin. she glared at the dozen others in the waiting room at the top of the memorial hospital.

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A dog named Toby (7)

A dog named toby (7) by roofles the rays of dawn seeped through the opening in the window shades illuminating the room softly in its warm rays. toby gazed at the window, upside down as he lay on his back in his bed.

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Of Father's and Son's

Of father's and son's by roofles "about your dad..." the question was posed with no clarification behind it.

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Catnundrum. Chapter Nine.

By roofles simon spat like a fountain as he wiped his eyes off and looked down at his sticky chest.

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Catnundrum. Chapter Four.

Catnundrum chapter four by roofles simon woke with a smile on his face. while his toes were freezing, sticking from the end of that large woolen blanket, his body was snuggly warm inside its folds. his face was at the dead center of it all.

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Savannah Blues part 11

#12 of savannah blues savannah blues (11) by roofles isaac pumped the last three out between groans and grunts, biting his lip for the last one as his muscles screamed in protest as he finally locked it on the bar above and crumpled panting loudly

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Savannah Blues part 12

#13 of savannah blues savannah blues (12) by roofles isaac didn't feel like having a date. or a proper one at that. they always seem to burn out and dry up like his hopes and dreams. how pessimistic was that?

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