Story: Rex - Old Blue Eyes the Wanderer

. \_\_\_\_\_ ### present day: [rest area - interstate 80] october 11, 2021 the poor "old blue eyes'', who became to be known as rex, spent many years wandering in sorrow after losing the love of his life and his son.

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A Dragon's Fortune

Posted using postybirb copyright © [2021] by [rain - dragonien] all rights reserved. no portion of this written work may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by u.s. copyright law.

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Escape From the Nursery of Doom

April 13th, 2021 became known as regression day. that was the day the nannybots became capable of self-production, running their own factories.

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Joey & The Flying Machine Pt. III (2021)

Enter 2021. * * * joey & the flying machine pt. iii the morning sky was a blaze of orange and amber in anchorage.

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2021-08-30 Writing in 3D Exercise

"Gronk." The mighty bellow would be music to her ears. The studly song she imagined in her slumber brought to mind dreams of machismo and good wrasslin' arms. Oh, how she longed to hear that voice, but who it would belong to was a mystery for the ages....

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Richard and the Fae - Ch07 2021-08-12

**Title Here By: VeronicaFoxx For: Arrow** "I wish to be free to move about as I please," was Angelmaris's first demand, though it came with a stipulation that made it seem somewhat reasonable, "but I promise that I will return here every...

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2021-08-16 Writing in 3D Exercise

124 was spiteful. 125 was simply trying too hard. 123 was dedication. Nobody had time to sit around coding 123 functions. That would be like thousands of lines of code, and that would mean millions of key presses and countless breaks to go to the...

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2021-08-09 Writing in 3D Exercise

It was still early in the waning summer, yet I could see my breath in the night air. The loamy smell of the forest comforted me, and yet, here I was, two past midnight, directionless in these woods. I looked up, but could only glimpse a few tiny stars...

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Breen's First Pride

Something wholesome i wrote for 2021 pride since this month started off with a lot of drama. all characters in this story belong to me. june came sooner than many residents expected, and with the new month came a new slew of celebrations.

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