Divine Age

Taking a moment to admire the caricature etched upon the cover, he rolled onto his back and opened the front cover... no being can say how long ago the gods gave us the supreme gift of existence. it has be lost in mists, and cutting winds of time.

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The Stag Lovers

As the moon hid behind the wispy night clouds the figure's color became more vivid to the eye and revealed a prancing stag adorned in tribal etching.

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New Moon Maiden

It was a sight to behold as there were many stone structures from houses to markets with gold crescent moon etchings and aqua colored gemstones embedded within them, including the paths and roads that intersect throughout the village.

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Letter to the Unknown

Along the bottom, there was, what used to be, his full name and birth date etched underneath both their names. a shoddy paint job covered it, the color barely matching the stone.

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Chapter 1 Stupid Sheep

Like his mother, he wore grass bracelets on his thin upper arms, and his white wool had been stained with red etchings. such etchings marked the coming winter and would disappear when he was shorn in the summer in order to endure the long heat.

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Zipper

She walked with me, her thorax drifting side, with small stickers and images etched into her chitinous rear.

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squeaks story:

"damn" he cursed to himself as he pulled out a small folding shovel and began to dig under the fence. a camera panned above his head but did not turn his way as he etched away at the soil.

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Hot hot springs.txt

His arms were seemingly etched from stone, perfectly fitting his frame, and bringing a weak mew out of the kitten, who in turn grinned to himself.

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Rebirth

I look up at the huge metal wall and i can barely see an etching in the metal before i pass out. the etching said," welcome to zion..."

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To love from afar

I honored my fallen compatriots as well, i honored them by etching their names into memory and feeling their spirits weave around me, as if to guide me towards duty and back onto the road.

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A Saturday Together

Lilith held onto azria tightly and began to read what she could of the writing that was etched into the the rails. some cursing and swearing, usual stupid behaviour.

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spikes egg-celent day

Smirking he squatted and after he put the goggles he scraped a circle around nirja's cloaca etching a hole with his claw tip until it popped out with a murr. breaking the membrane inside spike kneels and blushing had his first taste of dragon slit, slips his

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