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The Tree of Pillar Grove: Part Seven

"I brought some tea with me. You know, the kind that you like so much? Perhaps that'll cheer you up a little?"

by blueys45
A Pirate's Tale: Dark Lullaby - Part Seven

He'd never seen the captain of the Intrepid look so unraveled, but his voice was steady when he tilted his head to the starboard side of the ship and said, "There."

by kandeegrrl
Shad and Saura: The Secret Belowdecks - Part Six

Shad had given it a bit of thought. "Well, Scarblade is clearly in on it..."

Art by ssjelitegirl

by ssjelitegirl

The Spells of Slumber: Part Five

"I wish the same to you Jerdana," Mirinam replied. "May your dreams and ambitions never betray you."

by phoenixs_angel
Magic and Mayhem: Part Four

Suddenly, a scruffy, blue-ish grey Eyrie materializes shouting, "Beware! Beware! And... uh, BOO!"

by thedoggirl_97
Ridley's Ruin: Part Three

"So how'd you get so rich, anyway?" I asked, completely forgetting every bit of etiquette Mama had ever taught me.

by ireneholmes
Agent of the Sway: Induction - Part Three

That, in truth, was the reason Clayton had agreed to go with Faversham. The Guild was going from bad to worse, all the Kougra was doing was getting out before he got dragged down with it.

by herdygerdy
The Old Switcheroo: Part Two

"Yo, what's up, my Guildies?" Kanrik called out, giving everyone a peace sign.

His greeting was met with a heavy silence and puzzled stares.

by liouchan

Rogue and Rover: Part Two

There was no such thing as waiting for the weather to clear on Terror Mountain. The sun shone through the clouds on only a handful of days each year, and even if there wasn't new snow falling, the wind still whipped the existing drifts back up into the faces of anyone unlucky enough to be slogging through them...

by saphira_27
 
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"The Small Cramped Dark" by vltava
Bast and Miriam have a secret. "You mustn't ever tell," Mama says. Her dark hair brushes against Bast's cheek, and she swings up and away, leaving the smell of flour and sunshine in her wake. But secrets are heavy. They fill you up like swallowed sand, weighting you down inside. Secrets are restless. They want to be free, beating their wings against your ribs like birds trying to escape a cage. Bast is afraid if she opens her mouth the secret will come tumbling out, faster than she can snatch it back...




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The Parade
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14 Unconventional Ways to Beat the Heat
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Venturing into the Vortex
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Deranged But Fun
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Fury in the Kingdom
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