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Headlines "Kursak" by mabi1234 Kursak was born in a small farming village near the kingdom of Meridell. His family taught him everything he needed to know about having an honourable, hard-working life.
Son, it is important that you work hard all your life, no matter what your goals might be. If you do so, you will be much closer to fulfilling them'', his father would say.
The road may be long, but never lose hope, and always remember that you have a place to return'', Kursak frequently heard his mother say.
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Hannah's Untimely Dawn: Part One Hannah clung to her grandfather, fear prickling her fur into many spikes as she stared at the abyss at her feet. Frothy and alive, it churned and moaned, its black surface revealing no hint of the wonder beneath it. Looking at the sky was little better—it too was pregnant with energy and rain, pulsating with none save the bleakest colors.
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Faerie Wings III: The Nightmare of Dreamland: Part Ten “Every five hundred years,” Fyora explained in a storyteller’s voice, “a magical parchment lists the name of the next faerie whose destiny is to inherit the throne of Faerieland. The last faerie princess crowned had been I, and now it is time for a new princess to be recognized as my future successor at a Coronation to be held in precisely three days.”
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