Ilorek's Loneliness 5 of 7

The next morning, Ilorek woke to the sounds of banging pans. When he came out, he saw the tiny Malamute girl digging through his kitchen cupboards. "Uh, what are you doing?" Ilorek asked, more confused than anything. "Oh nothing." Natasha said,...

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Ilorek's Loneliness 4 of 7

"I should have known better." Ilorek was berating himself after Natasha's departure. "She showed all the fucking signs, yet I let her in!" He was pacing back and forth across his apartment naked, too angry to bother with putting his clothes back on. ...

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Ilorek's Loneliness 3 of 7

It was an odd situation for Ilorek. He had long since learned his lesson about taking his work home with him, yet Natasha seemed sincere enough for him to consider rethinking his beliefs. It wasn't that she was any hotter or cuter than the other girls,...

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Ilorek's Loneliness 2 of 7

Ilorek's day was particularly uneventful. He woke up at around 10, went to class for noon, and was home at 5. A typical day, but that young Malamute was on his mind. She shouldn't have been, he knew better than to get dragged into flings with random...

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Ilorek's Loneliness 1 of 7

Life was great for Ilorek H. Griff. He was getting a great education, had great friends, and had a surprisingly simple job that he really enjoyed. There was only one thing Ilorek lacked: a partner. His mother was a gryphon, and his father was a...

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Chapter 1: The Missing Middles

"Written up in marker on a factory sign: 'I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine...'" ~Coldplay, "Hurts Like Heaven" My human skin has never stayed on very well. The patches of fur around my wrist, ankles, lips, and eyelids have snuck...

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Chambers in an Organ

You have weighed it down by keeping your mind saturated with stress and unearthed dreams you kept buried in the chambers of your heart - they are easier to achieve without that covalent bond of another. As productivity increases,...

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Ch4: Ourselves

After returning home from my job, I encountered Kiyoto-san right as he was about to leave. He was in the clothes he wears just once a week. A flowing white biker gang jacket, embroidered on the back with the characters for 'boss'. Jun: "You're...

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2wo's Co.

Alois shuffled and rolled over in the cold sheets, barely awake in the grey early morning. With the stale air and last night's dinner bland and thick on his breath, he leaned a paw over to the other half of the bed. It was empty; damnation, he'd...

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The Long Gift—Chapter 1

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The Weight: Chapter 4: The Things Taken for Granted.

Chapter 4: The Things Taken for Granted "What do you mean he's gone?" Winston asked as Eve tried to calm her down. "I w-went to find h-im this morning, and he wasn't there," she choked, wiping her eyes with the side of her paw. "Baby, he's probably...

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Bullshit Errands (revised)

The pain and loneliness in her eyes tugged at matt's heart as he knelt in front of her and placed his hands firmly on either side of her neck, locking her gaze. "listen to me, xerasa."

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