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A wayward son leaves home to find better...
Wayward Warrior
What struck the wayward warrior most strange was the uncanny way the striders behaved. they were so human and yet they had not pursued government, trade, science or invention.
The Wayward Fang
Maciah crouched in the underbrush and examined the signs of passage. A bent twig, a depressed bit of ground devoid of leaves, the unfelt marks left by scales. Easy to see now that she knew the dragon had gone through here, but that was not to say that...
Wayward Soles
As for the inspiration, 100% me, i was laying in bed and read an article that used "wayward souls" as a headline and well, the pun came to mind, and the story came to mind with it.
The Wayward Mate
_the wayward mate_ _finding one's true self: part 47_ _by xan steel_ as julyna got back to cargo bay three, she saw rubicant there talking with several of the female derlenians that were a part of the ship's crew.
A Wayward Wyrm
This wayward wyrm i have crossed paths with only once before... she took hold of the one whose dreaming mind summoned her. and she desperately sought to follow him into the waking world. to pass the threshold between dream and reality.
Surviving the Harem Life! Chapter 1
"carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you are done lay your weary head to rest don't you cry no more!"
Doodle Story: Shitters in the Outfield
The wayward pedestrian groaned loudly and held his nose before walking away, mumbling something in disgust. "i-i can't hold it any longer, shelley!" said lars in frustration.
The Aphrodite Home For Wayward Boys
The aphrodite home for wayward boys, a unique institution that functioned both as an orphanage and a correctional institution.
The Sword and the Scabbard - Part 1 - The Hearth and Hammer
Returning from his homeland on a family visit, the wayward fox had gotten himself caught out in the cold at a crossroad. guided by the faint light of a tavern, he eventually found his way, but not before being thoroughly and completely drenched.
Construction Site Plaything
Under his wing was a clipboard - it was caked with sweat, a couple of wayward feathers, and debris that the humid, warm wind had carried from all over the construction site.
Reborn As A Dragon #1/12
"begin anew, wayward soul." my energy shot through the synapses and nerves of the freshly dead dragon. it shuddered and jerked. its heart was forced to start beating again.