Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 49

Her throat stung so much with every breath that it felt like she had swallowed a pile of iron nails, and that's also exactly what her mouth tasted like.

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Introduction to Bloop the Alien

His eyes stung, and his weak limbs ached. he didn't dare open his mouth again. he was quickly losing hope, and panicking.

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The Shadowed Canvas (Short Story.)

Walking for a door, lights stung donovan's eyes. empty and warm, the wind howled as it was wisped to the cold world behind him. "hello?" calling out, he stepped further into the station.

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Guardian of the Northern Light Part 1

The thick fur of the beast was matted with snow that stung at the leopards face like the biting of ice wraiths.

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Watching for Giants

The rockets crashed upon her back, the force enough to knock her down, the fire enough to burn her fur, and the shrapnel stung and burned as it ripped through her fur and flesh and found its way into her flesh, making her bleed.

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A Father's Love, Chapter Thirteen

My eyes stung with tears of embarrassment. of course mr. bridshaw shouldn't have done what he did, but daddy wouldn't have seen any other way.

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A visit and its memories I

His face felt wet and eyes stung abit before he continued to play for his mother and himself.

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Rocky Mountain Times (Chapter 3)

Though jen wasn't acclimated to the mountains yet, her lungs only stung a little in the thin atmosphere. she took in the spectacular view that the top of the peak provided. the range spread out to either side of her.

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Chapter 11: With An Apple

Her words stung like a blow. so insensitive. but she was frustrated and at her wit's end. she grabbed his face and asked again in a more sympathetic tone, "is that who you see when you touch me?" inden had closed his eyes. he didn't know.

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Fay Silvaris.

Each bruise stung like hot tar as he rolled onto his side, heavy amber eyes flicking around his modest apartment. his pointed ears twitched at the sound of traffic and chatter outside.

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Taming the Werewolf - 8

She caught herself when the pain stung her fists. traces of blood trickled down the backs of her hands, and a wave of anger slowly melted away, giving in to a mystified sense of curiosity.

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Believe – Chapter 9: The human

It stung strong and imya howled in pain and tried to struggle again. for a second her leg seemed to slip out of the grasp of the human but he gripped and she could not move again. a new layer of this white soft stuff was softly wrapped around her leg.

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