Stalker's Nostalgia

Just arrived from work. Boring job, stressful and tiring.Enough with chores, time to furry internets!I browse some pages,check friends I'm watching.See what they faved, what they said.And find an old drawing from years prior, a couple getting...

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Nostalgia

** **nostalgia** tails couldn't have been happier to feel the elevator tremble to a halt beneath his feet. the opaque metal gates dispatched aside to a dim, darkened lobby adorned with luxurious designs on the walls he could no longer make out.

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Nostalgia By Proxy

Kylo agreed, and after the two had laughed at their combined fortune and misfortune, sebastian returned to that vacant look of nostalgia again. he was gazing into space, and then his eyes closed.

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Nostalgia in the Great Valley

He would say with a tinge of remorse, and perhaps a little bitter nostalgia. "go away? what do you mean grandpa?" the confusion and worry showing in his face.

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Nostalgia of a Dragon

He chuckled again from nostalgia. "i assume you are also aware of the fact that dragons use magic?" "yeah."

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Childhood Nostalgia

"Mark, did you ever watch _Alicia Cracks the Case_ as a kid? Y'know with the detective squirrel?" Patty asks. "Aw yeah, I did! Watching that show was the first thing I did every time I came home from school." Patty smiles. "Yeah, it was one of my...

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The Little Stuffed Gray Fox

At first, joy filled my stuffing and electrified my fur at the thought of playing with him, but instead of seeing nostalgia behind his eyes, timmy didn’t seem to recognize me. he didn’t recognize his other toys either.

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this is not a stuffed animal

**Ce n'est pas un animal en peluche - this is not a stuffed animal. \*\*** I was in the middle of a very fun dream where in, gathered in the large formal dining room, we, that is my... uhm, ... 'pride?' 'herd'? 'Murder'? of...

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The Maze in the Fields

The Maze in the Fields By: BeaverReturn _How did I get here?_ A paralyzing question. Such a thought had occurred to me as I was standing in a wheat field, a cooling breeze passing me by. It was a bright and sweltering mid afternoon in August....

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The Maze in the Fields

The Maze in the Fields By: BeaverReturn _How did I get here?_ A paralyzing question. Such a thought had occurred to me as I was standing in a wheat field, a cooling breeze passing me by. It was a bright and sweltering mid afternoon in August....

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