Halloween Story: Seven Minutes in Heaven

Joshua slowly closed the door after them still whispering his nonsensical prose - and that was the last we saw of them. now wait, you didn't let me finish. i told you, that was all we saw. now i'm going to tell you what we, or at least what i, heard.

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Chapter 2: Reliquary of the Divine Dragon

Shen grins at zerius but doesn't say a word, appearing intent on listening to his prose. "we believed that the ebon dragonkin were born not of the divine dragon, but of envy and hate.

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[SFW] Squirrely Days #008 - Kylola

#7 of squirrely days [sfw] [slice-of-life] [alt romance] [none traditional fantasy] squirrelly days is a slice of fantasy life written for and dedicated to people who wished more books let them use their imagination more and painted with prose less.

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Part 2

#2 of folder second part of a much longer (hopefully more interesting) price-of-crap-prose. comment and let me know how i'm doing. silent readers are a killer. atlas opened the door of the dingy motel with the intent to slip way quietly.

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Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 11

Chapter 11: "Here, just-just let me down here," Jackie directs. He moans as he slides down onto the couch cushion, the whole piece of off-blue furniture seeming to depress underneath his weight. I sigh, glad to no longer have to support him, and...

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Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 2

Chapter 2: "Jesus, what happened here?" Captain Whitebuck asks as we enter the room. It's been just under an hour since I called in the murder and already this apartment is swarming with police of every shape, color, size, and rank. Sheep and rams...

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Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Voices begin to sing out and camera bulbs snap and crack as the remaining force of police officers exits the building. The captain raises his hands above his head to gain their attentions, his antler-dominated silhouette towering above...

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Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 6

Chapter 6: It's so hard to think in here. The bullpen back at the precinct is supposed to be the officer's home base, their home-away-from-home. I've never once felt that way, that this is a home-away-from-home. This place feels more like a high...

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Lucky!!! - Chapter 02

Oh yeah, i used to be in a band, rather i know loads of bands who wanted me to preform and sing my prose for them! buzzing!!! me? singing?

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Zistopia: Inner City Blues Chapter 3

Chapter 3: "He wants _what_?!" The captain bellows down at me. When I came out and told the captain that I had gained something, he was impressed. But when I informed him that the coyote wouldn't freely give up anything until he had certain...

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Sibling x Girlfriend 6 - Game Night with Peakwoods

If you're interested, drop a comment, and i'll finish fleshing it out into proper prose as a side-story when this one goes on hiatus. # game night with peakwoods johanna quirked a brow as her phone chimed with a message from her brother.

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Sky Ocean Chapter 17

Harvy is truly...living poetry...the likes of which no mortal could ever pen...she is a masterpiece...gaea's prose...and my salvation."

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