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 | Reasons Why"There's nothing to be worried about," he answered easily. "It's just a little thunderstorm."
by aragornrocks500 |  | Four And A Half Kougras: Sugar And Spice Is Not So NiceA very small chocolate Kougra was perched on their front doorstep, and, to Tygura's annoyance, was dripping chocolate syrup on the morning's neomail.
by _forest_sol_ |  | The Cost of FreedomWe are in the Deserted Fairground. Rowan and I.
by werelupe25 |  | King PazPazniec wasn't really a king, but he felt as though he was. "King Paz"—it had a certain ring to it, didn't it?
by emrozi |  | The PlanI sat there, staring at the little blue Wocky, lost for words. I racked my brains for something funny to say, but I came up completely dry. So I reached into my bag and pulled out a cupcake.
by sharon_soong32 |  | Years AgoShe didn't deserve it. Any of it.
by karen_mckenzie |  | Best Friends"I am a Light Faerie, I am one with the stars, the light, the warmth of this world."
by pandora |  | Looney LockewoodThe mad old Buzz was glowering down at the pair of them, his jaw just inches from Shailayna's nose...
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"King Paz" by emrozi
Pazniec wasn't really a king, but he felt as though he was. "King Paz"—it had a certain ring to it, didn't it? After all, if you were charged with writing the laws of Altador, you really were quite important. King Altador might hold all the power, but when he decided to issue a decree, who was the one who decided how it should be drafted? Who was the one who translated King Altador's wishes into linguistic shape, and breathed life into the law? Why—it was Pazniec...
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 Hero of Shenkuu: Part Two
Years and years passed. I spent the beginning of these years researching prophecies and records on Spotted Zafaras, and I sent out a group of trackers to find ones of proper age. None of the Zafaras they discovered were vicious enough to be the Chosen One from the prophecy...
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 Chronicles of the Chosen: Taking Flight - Part One
Desperately Jhudora's burning eyes scanned the hall for something, anything, which was dark enough to stare at with some decency. But alas, the floors were a muted orchid (still pink), garnished with mauve rugs covered in swirling designs. The ceiling was an almost sugary sort of pink...
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