Headstorm

#### _02 - Headstorm_ #### #### Saturday night _did_ arrive that week. #### #### #### "Crash! Turn 3!" Lead commentator Jed Fort yelled. The camera panned quickly to show a billowing cloud of white smoke and a spotty scattering of stock cars...

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Two Lives

_ **ACT 1:** _ _ **Something About This Night** _ _01 - Two Lives_ I always believed my life was destined to be different. Being a husky-lynx fails to cover the half of it. Add NAFSCAR driver into the mix and you've already got one in seven...

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Prologue

Alright guys! Because of popular demand earlier this year, I shall commence posting part 1 of Thin Paper Walls, "Something About this Night". PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE CRITIQUE!!! The version I am posting is a late revision -- major changes may still occur...

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NAFSCAR: How it works

This chapter I added to explain how the sport works in my furry world. It's pretty standard, with a few tweaks. Uploading this with chapter...

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Turning Point

Turning Point By Iaran "Don't let it get to me..." They say. What a crock! Of _course_ an infection will occur when there are ports opened - I'm putting this into computer speak, mind you - simply put, no matter what defenses you put up, they...

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Relieving Tension

Just keep me in your heart he said, but the heart is only one part of a fur. The part that keeps the emotions intact and the mind from losing itself. Without a heart, one is just a robot. The only part of our green fennec that even resembles a robot is...

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God Told Me to Love

God Told Me to Love By Iaran Frye-Carter A man at our safe bunker lights one up So I picked him apart I don't live off a deadly crutch Or self-mutilate to escape But grasping this seems a feat That's just too much to take Seeing sorry faces,...

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Writer-Fazed

I give him a flat goodbye dried by nerves, emotions, anxiety, the whole nine yards that make up the tummy butterflies. Nodding, impulse hits and I begin to eagerly trot away from him and strut toward the main foyer. I take a glance back, and in his...

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Breaking the Walls

Another teaser for Thin Paper Walls ~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~\*~ #### #### I pushed his unbuttoned plaid dress shirt off and pushed my mouth to his, smiling to myself as our lips met and tongues touched. I...

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The Circle

The knob turned, and he nearly fell through the door into the main foyer of our two-story home. His shoes flipped off and landed with a thud against the thick red painted wall. I typed at my keyboard and smiled, "Hi sweetie!" I yelled down toward the...

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