Spyro and Cynder: New Beginnings Ch. 2 A New World

Pretty soon they had enough pieces for a small feast. "i think thats enough cynder, i'm starving." said spyro as he finishes cooking the last piece.

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First Christmas

He raised the now joined pieces up for nick to look at. nick took it in hand, and only then did he notice the way the pieces were attached, the faint line where they had broken....and another line with the same look to it.

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Competitive Spirit

Knowing that she lost, annabelle gave her pieces to elizabeth, who gleefully wolfed down the spoils. annabelle cradled her pudgy belly, ruing the decision to order this special pizza designed to be extra fattening and filling.

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Curse Claws Ch. 1 Fear Incarnate

The sight sickened him; for he'd become good friends with several of the soldiers now lying in pieces on the ground.

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Freedom

Ayden chocked down the last piece of the dry cracker, his throat was horribly raw even though he had tried to moisten the piece in the water given as long as possible. he then drank the water as fast as possible.

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Writing Advice: Show, Tell, Adverbs and Others

This short piece will focus on some technical aspects of writing itself, and share my thoughts on a couple of common pieces of writing advice that come up from time to time.

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468 The Last of the First Ones

There are pieces holding up thousand tonne boulders down there!

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FR01: Good of You to Join Us

Lord chase knelt and began undoing his squire's thigh plating, removing the pieces one at a time. "the scars come with the territory," he chuckled, removing the last piece of leg armor, leaving the rat in just his loincloth and mail shirt. "true.

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Lonely Oak Chapter 41

The purse was composed of three pieces, excluding the leather to piece it together: a long, skinny piece, and two wide, flat pieces, one of them larger than the other.

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Stage Night

Mystery of you by red: _you always said we'd meet again_ _you always said you'd be here_ _you touch the deepest part of me_ _the places i could not save_ _just tell me why i'm so dark inside_ _somwhere, i will find_ _all the pieces torn apart

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Something to consider

I now hand the pieces to those around me. from my experience, i wonder: what will they build? what would you build? one day, someone, something will stand upon your shoulders.

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