Memories of a black fox.

Justin, an apprentice blacksmith with crude, home-made armor that was made from scraps, a pure heart and far too much courage and loyalty for his own good, high-tailed it to london.

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Wolfie Steel, Assassin/Bodyguard for hire, Part 30

The second reason is you, you have told me all about your shaky start in life and that you have also attended that school, i look at you now and i see a once troubled youth who was then allowed to enter london fur high and has not looked back since and is

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Fall from grace, Episode 1

It is times like these where i wish i had taken a lesser job and maybe took the paw of a loving mate when i had the chance, but now that is just a pipe dream, two weeks living on the streets of london with no hot shower or expensive fur care products will

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Day 2

After departing the aircraft, and seeing the wonderful london weather through the terminal windows and shuddering, i made my way to the lockers.

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The Casebook of Dr. Exeter, Chapter Three

The oldest and largest of its kind, the london zoo gave me ample choice of creatures, and i was free to probe the strength of the large predatory felines, the flight of the avians or the brute force of the elephants but yet i faltered and possessed none

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Epilogue – Remnants of Hope

"great stuff, we'll be moving to london in a month, we'll be a good train ride from each other," wolfe said as he pointed to an empty space for the box to be placed.

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Assassin: Part 2

It had begun just a month before, in london. six months before... "hey, wakey wakey, get up, we're leaving today."

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Death In The Time Bay: Part Five (Last Part)

And that is how, ultimately, the zombie plague engulfed london. the end

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The World Games Convention - Chapter 2: A letter to Dewi

The world games convention is coming to london i'm so excited, we're going right? i know you're going to say yes, so i'm going to book a ticket tell me when you've got yours!

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Is This Seat Taken?

Especially on the central london line. "are you..." the words stuck in his throat. he cleared it and tried again, his bushy tail curling around his hip as he leaned away to give her space while trying not to look like he was doing so.

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U.O.P.I Chapter 1 page 4

The next day i woke up and booked a train ticket to london, i felt that it was time for me to start looking into my archive.

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