Angela Thomas 7

Angela Thomas 7 By : John Hartman The white rat morph woke up, looking frightened as he didn't recognize the bed he was in. He felt a large, thickly furred creature behind him, arms and legs wrapped around him. He felt a chin over his head as it...

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Stepping...

Stepping... Into a day unknown beyond what may be needed Beyond the standard worry, many still hurry, to what's already proceeded A want, need, succession at its purest form Commonality finds us, stays by us, through even a perfect...

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Bronies

Sarah held up the batter-covered piece of paper and blinked as she tried to read what she needed to do next. The paper was a recipe for homemade brownies that was handed down from her grandmother. She stopped for a bit to think about the old woman,...

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Trials, Tribulations, and Cookies

"Hey! Snapper!" A pair of rounded ears pricked up and a furry head lifted up from the desk where it had been resting among papers, mathematical tools, and a few well chewed pencils. Blinking his muddy brown eyes blearily, the part grown gnoll...

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Luck of the draw CH5.

After "our" shower vixen drys me off, "I think you need to go apologize," he says. "Why should I, he tackled me first?," "Riley?," Vixen warns "fine," I walk into the living room and walk into the room

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Angela Thomas 8

Angela Thomas 8 By : John Hartman The giant wolverine morph cautiously walked into the common area of her school. Been a week since she was there due to another suspension. She did her best not to pay attention to what was going on around...

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Day'ly

Day'ly Stunned standing still, at peace once again, in a place fitting I look about without doubt, & ease my mind calmly as I'm sitting Eyes look & meet my own, then drift on toward another interest To simply meld well, to find only a figure...

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Good-by...

Good-by... The night still young, the air cool to the touch I ache for the hand of another so very much The one by my side is there by time alone We've drifted too far from one-another, are love is bare to the bone Times surely made a fool of...

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Sudden Dunce....

Sudden Dunce.... I recall a fall I felt too much One with an easy whoopsy daisy, but painful with any touch I walked by a heart I knew long ago, & for the life of me, I slipped Nothing in my path but old memories, I went on a mental slide &...

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Beginning again...

My mountain crumbling, I hold on to what I can as I begin fumbling To the fall, I give no fear, I wish the rest to what I hold near The distance is awe inspiring, time almost still, the ending I'm never desiring Fragile is every part that made my...

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Hear---Eye---M.....

Poetry, slice of life, descriptive short story, perspective **hear---eye---m.....** two feet guide a body, hands give life to action a mind wanting gives into physical satisfaction defined by what's seen, shown, till more is known we rearrange with our

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