Compendium: Prelude

With permission of the creators of species, unless specified otherwise, this will provide a brief synopsis of the races in question, give a writer some insight and helpful hints into using any if at all.

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Venturing: Trigger Pul

Yang suggested after giving the hint to me. i just shook my head. "i do not know. maybe we can try the store, target?" "that would be too obvious." yang answered in response, i nodded and leaned back.

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The Traveller

I asked with a hint of fear in my voice. the ideas of the human blood that would spill because of me crept into my mind.

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Not Exactly As Expected

He'd made certain connections from what information and hints he'd had, but it had also been the wrong conclusions. the male nodded. "i'll help as much as i can, but history was never my strong point in school.

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You are Beautiful to Me

You are beautiful to me my eyes beheld a beauty so fair, without a hint of worry, nor sorrow, nor care, they dance and play on the summer air, regardless of the condition or state of affairs, they are beautiful to me.

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Crossover Frontier-

#15 of the heroes of gaia (season 6) yay crossovers that totally don't hint to other magic related projects of mine getting a full fledged dedicated project to them.

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Secret Rendezvous

Her long black coat concealed most of her typically skimpy outfit, with only her blue boots hinting at her identity. soon the b.o.s. agent from britain would be here.

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The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book VI Chapter 10

She accepted the invitation without a hint of protest and felt like she was actually during the act of lovemaking.

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Love shadow

When i see her face it like time as stop every hint of beauty to be found and loved. the scar's beneath i can fell so deep. i wish to help as i really feel. but when my word's leave i grow tired and unreal. as she looks at me i feel a blow of sorrow.

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Tears in a Vial

#6 of poetry and scribblings the still moving mechanical arm, with the blood covered razorblade, the remaining tools, the stench of the work bench, only hint towards the cries of agony and pain, that echoed through the metal halls, now weakly, an organic

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Emperor's Shadow: Chapter 31

Lyndis whirled around, facing her adversary while the dragon observed her with a hint of amusement. "hardly," mused tiamat. "do you require more to test your skills against?"

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Poem #73: In Sleep

#74 of poetry this is a more personal poem, hinting at my struggle of becoming bi and also is about the struggle (and fears) of love. _in sleep_ 1. a dream when i used to dream i dreamt up a fantasy where i was with ms.

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