A Year

It's been a year since I saw you last. How has time gone by so fast? A year to the day, You were no longer OK. There hasn't been a day that's gone by Where I've looked over and expected you by my side. Your cage, now clean, still sits upon its...

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Brainrot

-- The afternoon sun gleamed through the open window of Master Torash's observatory, glinting off the silver of the tea service Jessie had carried out from the kitchen. She carefully laid out the cups and saucers, the teapot and the sugar bowl,...

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truth about Michael's fellings

loss of friends, loss of hope, no truth. a face, a nose, fire breath. rebels hope, an empires might, all my game.

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Black and White

We all deal with loss and heartache differently, there is no time limit on sorrow or grief. some wounds are eternal, no amount of support and time will heal them, as much as we might wish they would.

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Alone

How can i search for something that doesn't exist when the weight of this loss gently touches the lips that he kissed? how am i to find that which i so desperately desire when i lock myself away and never dare say that i love?

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You promised.... (Teaser)

_AUTHORS NOTE: This is my first real attempt at a story in several years. I AM planning on continuing this. I am working on it as we speak. I posted this simply as a teaser, or fishing for opinions and reviews. I am also looking for...

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Birds of a Feather - Identity Loss

The transition into The Maze was subtle but noticeable, Bastion could feel the tingle of magical energy as he made his way through the wall of mist that separated the boundaries between the material world and this extraplanar pocket dimension...

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Window

_As they drove through Kamerger Street Yura noticed that a candle had melted a patch in the icy crust on one of the windows. The light seemed to look into the street almost consciously, as if it were watching the passing carriages and waiting for...

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Your Loss Not Mine

Hope for your sake that its my loss.

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The Party

Results were varied, but the constants were loss of bowel control and heavy mind fog. his cock twitched, but he pushed down those inclinations. "aiden-!" jack started to warn his friend, but crow snapped him a withering scowl.

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Bun thug

Kev leaned back in his chair, and audible groans left his mouth as he stretched in place. Trying to work out a knot in his back from the way he was sitting. Working for long periods of time usually did this to him. The scrawny guy was your average desk...

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Master of Aura Chapter Fifteen

Chapter 15 The path outside the forest looked fine for the most part, until we got about half a mile out and suddenly we were met with a scene of extreme destruction. The forest was burnt and torn apart, scorch marks covered half burnt trees and the...

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