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Dreaming Turmaculus


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Project: Nightmare
The fog rolled over the shores of Krawk Island thicker than usual that evening. The haunting sounds of the dock bells fell upon the frightened ears of a dockworker, a green Tuskaninny. Something about this night in particular seemed…off.

by opossumman

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Desert Requiem: Part Three
Sayidah considered herself well-travelled for her age, but her experiences were but a speck of sand in the desert compared to Khalid's. He and Jazan had spent most of the last two centuries exploring new lands, only returning to Sakhmet every twenty years to ascertain the availability of princesses. Khalid narrated some of the adventures they had gone through, some which sounded so incredible that Sayidah would not have believed them had it been anyone else telling the tale.

by kalnya

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Nightmare at the Sanitorium
Talrun looked around the forest as the trees seemed to close in on him. He knew better than to go to deep into the Haunted Woods, but he and his sister Marcy had planned an adventure. They had taken an expedition out to the Meepit Oaks Sanitorium and figured that they could explore it during the day while it was bright out.

by greenj12356

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The Dream Stealer
But today, the topic was the one thing Fred could not contribute to: dreams. And so the orange Jubjub ate his sandwich in silence.

by vanessa1357924680



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