Loveless Incantation: Chapter 20

Hate so pure, so all-consuming, that it warps the very fabric of existence. when you pour your entire being into a single purpose, fueled by that kind of loathing… there's little beyond your reach."

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Different Tales

In fabric stretching, shifting, foam filling him out, giving him shape and substance again. as a rat he'd been little more than a sock of fabric and some beans.

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Lovers' Quarrel

The movement was too much for his poor shorts, the fabric tearing up the sides about half way and ending near his hips.

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Errands

Any flex of his arms made the fabric strain just a bit more than he'd like, and his jeans and boots were the same way.

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Hellhounds

Dirks eyes briefly flickered to the insignia that was laced into the fabric of her white t-shirt, showcasing her rank in the form of two parallel silver bars.

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Dragon Heist: Prologue

Fur lay down, growing short and velveteen, a rich blue fabric that had a deep lustrous sheen to it.

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Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-One.

Like fabric. it smelled like clothing, but he didn't know why he'd be given it as he opened it up. it was a scarf. a poorly hand knitted scarf. a scarf the size a pup might use.

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Magical Mayhem Sorcerous Familiar Chapter three: That familiar feeling!

Her dress was cut conservatively yet it was of such a high quality fabric that it practically screamed old money to everyone who saw it. to make matters worse; she was wearing a masters badge.

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Vox chronicles - Prologue

The scale of our war so great it left echoes on the fabric of the universe splitting forever outwards creating a near infinite number of alternate realities. the multiverse was born.

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The Punch Line

_the bear hears the wolf's desperate moan, and, darkening the yellowish stain already there, precum begins to leak through the thin fabric by the wolfs hardening member.

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A Savior and a Martyr

He unsheathed the knife that he carried at his waist (too big to be a casual knife, but still too small to be military issue) and cut the remaining fabric into strips, and returned them to his sack.

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