Surviving Solitude Part 2

The birds chirped in the late morning air. Trees brushed against one another up above, in harmony with the tall grass we took shelter in. The river was trickling out it's usual current, flowing from the northern mountains. The air here was sweet with...

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Surviving Solitude Part 1

Today is Sunday, August 18th, 2057. It was daybreak outside, where the autumn sky was a flaxen blue, veiled by the orange leaves nestled in the tree branches of the few trees surrounding the house. The world used to be a better place back then. In...

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FlashFic: Roadside Assistance

Not from around here, are ya? I can always tell. You hear the calling of the wolves out in the canyon, and you get a kind of look in your eye, as if you're too civilized to have to worry about it. You're right, at one level, of course; unless you're...

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Now You're In New York...

This piece is the opening for a horror short featuring my fursona, Darwen. Hope you like it - comments and feedback will be much appreciated (so long as they're not too mean). X-D \* \* ...

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Love at Twin Oaks Pt. 6

The two bucks stared at each other as long silent minutes dragged past. Finally Dirk spoke in a soft, growling voice, "Give me **one** good reason not to remove you from this property." Florien, who had been studying with great intent a spider...

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Particle Cataclysm Pt.2: Revival

Shades of gray and black flashed by Phil's face-he felt like he was flying through space. He couldn't feel or move his body at all-he could only stare into the black void of nothing. Time passed-the professor had no idea how much time had passed, only...

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Venturing: Quality Deeds

Venturing: Quality Deeds The winds brushed against my scales as I walked along one of the sidewalks somewhere within the center of the town. Quietness had filled my ears and I started hearing soft ringing surrounding me. My eyes were kept front and to...

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The Storm(Chapter 3)

Three months later, dark clouds had formed over the island. Penguins and puffles, making their way to safety, glanced upward anxiously as heavy drops of rain began to fall. It was with quickened steps that they hurried to find their assigned tents,...

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The Storm(Chapter 2)

The following day, Aunt Arctic called a press conference at the Club Penguin Times to inform the island of the coming disaster. Within hours of its announcement, reporters and concerned citizens had crammed themselves into the Coffee Shop. The...

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How Does An Assassin Retire?

How Does An Assassin Retire? By: Lu-Man Okay, so I admit it. She got to me. With a coat of fur that's dark brown, and speckled with white over her arms and legs, and large...

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Part one- The Present

~Welcome to my second story here on Yiffstar, I will warn you it has a storylike \*le gasp\*. But dont just close out of it just because of that, there is Yiff in here and it is very soon in the story. And as always please leave a comment, did you love...

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Connecting Lines Proluge

Well i prefer to keep you in suspense and hope that you have enough intelligence to work things out. join me dear reader on my journey, through space and through time and hopefully we will discover what my past truly is.

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