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Sandstone Boots
by dimartedi | | Description: In Anmon, children danced in the playground of the dust devils. The spirits would have eaten them if they knew, but the children were too quiet for them to notice. |
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The Rickety Ship
by dimartedi | | Description: Petpet maintenance is a pain. |
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Half-Life
by dimartedi | | Description: First, something in my head went dark, like the wires to the festival lights were lopped off at all ends. Propulsion seized, the fireworks tipped over halfway into the sky. Then there was that lingering moment, a silence of about five seconds or so, as the lights in my thoughts fizzled out into stars, and I was left with these dim, glassy husks of those thoughts, wondering what had changed. |
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The Rickety Ship: Gone Fishing
by dimartedi | | Description: Get a new hobby. |
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The Rickety Ship: Inaccurate
by dimartedi | | Description: We've all been here before. |
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 The Gallant Return of Kathryn and Tobin: Part One
“No no no no no no no no no no no noooooooooooo!” Passers-by slowed down and turned surreptitiously to get a look at the blue Ogrin in the bright yellow rain hat lying in the middle of the cobblestone street screaming bloody murder as if the world had come to an end.
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