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New Series
 | A Royal Quest: Part OneThe
sky was blue and cloudless, the air was hot and humid, and Fighter was no more
than three days old. His owner had abandoned him...
by poopdoo134 |  | Escape: Part OneValrigard the
Draik sat in front of a small open window, taking in the breathtaking landscape
with a lazy sweep of his eyes. Below, villagers were just beginning to wake
up to find their rows and rows of cornfields, berry bushes, and potato plants
soaking in the morning sun...
by firedragon9078 |  | The Lost Desert Dagger: Part OneI had lost track of the time I spent being held
captive in the dungeons far beneath the sands of the Lost Desert. A month? A
year? A decade? I had stopped counting in the end. It was pointless, utterly
pointless...
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SDB: Parting is Grief
Picture this: You’re standing in front of a towering, gray vault. As the lock twists open, you take a step back. The door swings and a mountain of old junk and new junk starts to fall, toppling from the peak of the vault until you’re able to swim in it. Surrounding you are old books, toys, food that has probably rotted, petpets, codestones, trading cards...
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 The Ensorcellator
"Average classes, average lunch--" Blynn was
cut off by a sudden cold, wet feeling on her fur. She looked down, aghast, to
see that someone had knocked her bottle of cherry juice into her lap. "Average
bullies…"
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 Before the Dance
At her left paw was a tambourine, which she tapped
every now and then and jiggled the shiny jingly bits. Oh, how she loved music!
Her joy in life was dancing, closely followed by unleashing the magic of the
sound of her tambourine...
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