Alone in the Moonlight

The burning brand still stings despite it being born onto his skin. ne'er again can he live in the north. he is an exile. the burning word still makes him wince as his paw traces over the intricate lettering. "anathema".

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Forest

I know this, so the nettles sting less. but still i persist, i keep coming back. for her sake and mine. she needs me after all. some days she is glad to see me. she remembers when i swung on her branches in the early morning dew.

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Through Breath and Sight - Chapter 3

And as the fiery stinging intensifies, i slowly lower myself onto all fours; then, overcome, i gracelessly drop to the ground, clumsily splayed, the relentless, blistering sting of the whips overwhelming the cold, clammy sensation of the dirt._ _my swimming

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Chronicles of Trisha Talon - Book 1 - Chapter 5

More stinging pain followed the clinks of more metal pulled from my side. "i mean no ill will or disturbance in your land. just asylum." i said weakly. she gave a small sigh and more metal clinked near me.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 150

Bethany wiped the stinging tears from her eyes, and when she lowered her arm, she saw something that could only be described as a demon straight out of hell.

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Dangerous Enemy

Thunder sounded loud and true, cracking like a whip as the downpour of cold, stinging rain ran through his coarse fur, dragging the tip of his bloody sword over the ground.

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Cookie Daze

Suddenly there was a loud smack, and a slight sting in his ass cheek, as he yipped with surprise. "now darian!" andy laughed softly as he whimpered and skipped up the stairs, taking two at a time.

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Random Thoughts in a semi-poetic form

Shall i keep you from feeling the sting that mortally wounds you every time you realize it's there, like an uncurable venerial disease? don't mind me, i ramble. everyone feels empty inside at least from time to time.

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Lost in Hell

The stinging filled his body, blood dripped down his paw. he liked the rust smell, the red of the blood. the blade moved to the forearms, parting the fur where the blade cut. all his worries were gone. this pain was the only thing on his mind.

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Pet training chapter 3

Soon enough i felt a stinging sensation hit my face, it was cold and moist. i open my eyes to see roxain slapping me in the face with a wet glove. "what the heck, why are you hitting me with a wet glove"?

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Scene from a forest

A young red fox munching on a squirrel he caught moments ago, can't even smell the intoxicating smell of the meat, all the canine smells is his own faint scent and the overwhelming stinging flavor of the pines.

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