Casino Chimaera: Jack's Prologue

It seemed as though the room was carved from a kind of blue marble with what seemed to be either gold or brass flecks running along the seams.

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The Tip Of The Iceberg

The brass one mumbled, as the bear turned towards bryce. "and sot...? beo's right. the only reason why it's really popular is because it's riding off of the success of angels with scaly wings.

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Wisp's Day - Part 2 of 3

He felt the mike's flat tongue curl and stroke those captive orbs as wisp's tail flagged and the heavy brass buttplug threatened to slip free.

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Bet you've never had a bath like this

Just a half inch above her head was the shower head, and her elbows knocked against the walls or the brass tubes. she could feel the cold metal of the brass on her head, arms, and the one poking at the small of her back.

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Snippets: A Look Into the Twisted Creative Process of a SoFurry Author

He had to be peeled off of the brass love doll, and where he had touched it his flesh was burnt crispy.

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Fragment's of Life's Heart - Transitions

When it was by her bed, she opened her nightstand drawer and pulled out the brass key that fit the locks on the bands wrapping it. with a few twists, some clicks, and an audible creek of the old hinges, she lifted the lid.

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Ferrets can’t rig. Badgers can’t pull.

Royce watched as two bears lifted a hot crucible of molten brass, carried it across the floor, and poured it into a mold. royce nodded his head. that is how you worked brass. the bears, who claimed to be master brass-smiths, had always done it that way.

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Ferrets can’t rig. Badgers can’t pull

Royce watched as two bears lifted a hot crucible of molten brass, carried it across the floor, and poured it into a mold. royce nodded his head. that is how you worked brass. the bears, who claimed to be master brass-smiths, had always done it that way.

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Night Woods

Empty brass rained to the floor in a celebratory shower of gold and soot. eyes cast left, right, or stayed fixed upon the crumbling door. no black fur lay bleeding beyond it.

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A BRCF Volunteer's Log

Assembling my experiences it occurred me that sure i didn't see a whole lot of brass wyverns.

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Brazen Endeavors part 5

If there was one thing brass dragons loved more than anything except treasure, it was conversation. such was their love that anyone who knew anything of the brass dragons knew of their legendary talkativeness.

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