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Cinnamon Musician
by hmlanden | | Description: A cheerful little voice echoed
from behind the counter, "Could you give me a paw with the violin on the top
shelf?" |
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Shells
by hmlanden | | Description: Her afternoons were spent helping the cook or fetching things for customers.
But when she hid away with a good book... |
| Week - 208
Mightier than the Sword
by hmlanden | | Description: A single Krawk stumbled along the beach. He
was clearly a pirate, like most of the residents of Krawk Island. Keen eyes
searched the unwieldy beach for a hiding place, finding none... |
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Escape?
by hmlanden | | Description: The young teenage Acara slumped against her locker and closed
her eyes, listening to the thunderous chatter of her hundreds of schoolmates.
All of them had a name, except her... |
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Lack of Inspiration
by hmlanden | | Description: For years she had lived in this cave off the
main caverns where most of the Boris lived... |
| Week - 214
Oreo's Halloween
by hmlanden | | Description: Oreo123131 the red gelert hated Halloween. Everything about it was despicable... |
| Week - 220
Christmas With You: Part One
by hmlanden | | Description: A tiny white Kougra slipped her pencil into a
pocket and closed her diary tenderly, smoothing the rumpled cover... |
| Week - 221
Christmas With You: Part Two
by hmlanden | | Description: "My diary!"
She wrenched it from the pirate Kougra's paws and cradled it like a newborn
babe. "Where'd you find it?" |
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 Sight: Part Five
"Lage!" Aylie shouted, still unaware of my hurt.
"He could wake up at any moment! If we're going to get all of this back, we'd
better start moving."
by dan4884 |
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 The Darkest Faerie Rises: Part One
She was a young dark faerie who hated who she
was. She did not want to be evil or cruel; she thought that it was not fair
that she could not decide what kind of faerie she was to be...
by ewagon |
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