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Headlines "Balthazar's Silhouette" by sampleneopian The door opened with a creak. Even before Balthazar entered, the faeries knew he was in a bad mood. The unwavering, milky-white moonlight revealed an expression sour as lemons, with two eyes burning with fury and a jaw set at a stiff angle. Despite the fatigue he must have had, his paws were clenched hard, as if squeezing his sachet would help him exact revenge on his poor progress that day.
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My Reign Is Over The Pastel Zafara leaped at me, clearly going for a kick to my face. But like all the other attacks she had used so far in this arena fight, I could see it coming from a mile away.
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