Breaking With Tradition

But it’s not...really as simple as that, wale.

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Orchid Chapter 5 - Promises Amidst Prejudice

"you cannot be, waling-waling." "remember," mother said before she turned to leave, "three days is all you have."

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Fantastic Mr. Fox: Three Foxes Are Better Than Two - Part 1

I'm from wales." "wales?" asked ash, thinking for some odd reason that archie was from the animal whale. archie laughed.

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Inquest

"colonel wales?" colonel wales stood up from his seat, picking up a small remote and walking around the table, to stand in between it and the solitary chair that m'raava occupied.

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Ash & Orca

The wale must know, it just must know what he was doing pleased his prey, or what he did next would never have transpired.

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Orchid Chapter 10 - Chosen Consequences

Below, waling-waling rested on the dragon who so succeeded to enchant him. pathetic. ironic. humiliating. that was what their love was.

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Seperated by fate.

Dante had gotten over the loss of his parents, he lived his life in their memory. his father was a black fox from russia, and his mom was a red fox from wales. they had met when they lived in the same apartment building in vancouver city.

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Where Hope May Fly (Bleach)

For those tuning in for the first time i am a lucid dreamer, with a messed up head, i moved to canada when i was a kid from wales, and i was born in norway.

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LINKS - Chapter 19 - Red

Fray asked, hauling wale up so that he was at her eye level. wale hesitated. “i don’t really think i should-” “how. do. you. know. her?” screwing up his courage, wale met fray’s gaze.

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LINKS - Chapter 20 - Burning Legacy

wale, you’re back.” teff sighed in relief as wale jogged up to her. “we were worried.” wale, still dripping wet and emitting a stench that stung teff’s nose and made her eyes water, nodded as he tried his best not to pant for breath.

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Memorys of the Sword...

Night after night in the hell of are mind watching he wither and cry for us behind glass red with blood from are fists as we pounded trying to get to her tears streaming down my face and i colaps as the room goes quite as her heart beats its last and i wale

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