South

Even here, in the south, there are lights that cut through the gray, and where intolerance and sects of hate are disregarded, as perhaps, so many things should be. so many things, even in the south.

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The South Woods

**the south woods** written by leo\_todrius commissioned by justyiffit freedom. that was what the south woods represented to zeke, especially now. he was eighteen, he had a truck, he had a hunting license, and he had a purpose.

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King of the South

Among those seeking a cool place to lie down was roan, king of all that lay south of the irani river, and head of the southern pride.

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Falling South

The car bumped along down the empty oceanside highway, twisting and turning as it followed the coast south. south, where the beaches were warm, the skies were blue, and there was no hint of cold, damp snow.

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Moving South

Rather than aim for her vent, hafrenan had moved...further south. he was now pressing his cock against her tailhole! "i'm... not sure that's a good idea..." she whimpered. they had never tried this before.

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Going South

** ** ** ** "Ohhhh Reilly, Stephens, Lambert, hello there!" the lion waved his paw in a big, flamboyant curve. They were only ten or so yards away, coming up the stairs and chattering to each other, it seemed. The tall fox girl wearing a...

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Can You Help Me? - Learning

But this was still the deep south and i have seen a few people like that in town. i shivered harder and pulled closer to the tree praying no lightning struck it. i don't know how but i did manage to fall asleep.

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HEY

Hey all im vercantos a furry in uk south east kent. i decided why not to get a bunch of kent furries together? i decided its a great idea so if you live in kent and your a furry.

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The Warden of South Vale

The warden of south vale the sound of billowing wings and pattering stomps broke the peaceful silence. i lowered my book and tilted my head. outside of my small cottage, i heard the jangling of metal and a loud thump.

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Histoire

The ghosts of my past fathers call and ask that I impart that which is sacred; the knowledge of the past lives of this house. The butler and his many masters. The maid and her many beds she has made. The cooks and their meals, and the children...

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Flying South for the Summer

When she finally flew beyond my eyes, trailing behind a foggy tail of clouds towards the south, i stepped down from the podium to greet a few of my fellow trainers.

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