Night Woods

A very short story about the woods at night. based on a childhood fear. we saddled the horses, and wolves howled. the leather of the cinch straps creaked, cold and stiff around the warm, nervously prancing beasts.

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Commentary on the Apocalypse

Commentary on the Apocalypse It wasn't supposed to be this way. This was supposed to be a scientific journal, not an epitaph for humanity. There is no point in lamenting now, not with the greater tragedies that will ensue. Some explanation...

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The Lone Wolf

As I walk alone through the dense forest alone, I hear footsteps from a distance. I've been walking all morning in search of food but nothing yet. I see a rather small rabbit, looks like a baby. As hungry as I am, I think I will let this one go. But I...

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Cut Short

One thing that i've noticed is that i have a hard time writing short stories.

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Honor assassin chapter one

in a center a room filled with copper and brass and old fashion looking electronics sits a politician a corgi anthro working quietly and quickly glancing up every so often to look hungrily at the money sitting in a brief case not far off before turning...

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Meet Astral My Fursona!

The name is Astral; I'm a friendly and outgoing 19 year old Wolf with a coat of white on my under-belly and grey on my back. Under my eyes are lined with a scar-like tint of green that runs up my cheek bone. I typically have green eyes which match the...

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The Encounter

This is a short story that i wrote and rewrote at the beginning and end of my creative writing class, respectively. it was to show my growth in the class. here is the final version of it.

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The burdens we take upon ourselves...

**Author(s) Note:** Thought this up out of boredom one fine day. Thought I'd type it up and share it since I found it to be relative to most people's lives or situations we deal with from time to time. Not sure if i should move this to Journals instead...

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How We Met

#6 of general a really short story i stumbled through a while ago. how we met one chilly evening in november 2011, i stepped out for a smoke. it was my last one, and i remembered how i ended up in my present position.

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League of Enforcers - Chapter 1 - Part 2

"Three....two...one...clear! Three...two...one...clear!" Came the faint sound of the doctors voice as James came too. Blurred figures clouded the dragons vision, but his eyes finally adjusted to the...

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The Garden

Once upon a time, there was a garden full of happy flowers and bluebirds and nothing ever seemed to go wrong. The most beautiful of them all were the roses. Everyone admired the roses, particularly a little dandelion who grew in the garden. Every day...

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Small Box

It was just a small box, nothing spectacular, but it was enough to make the beagle bleary-eyed. The simple cardboard container was laying on his keyboard at his desk, neatly placed atop an envelope with his name, 'Range', written on it. Said...

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