The Pillow Book of Sethira: Entry One

I saw her rip a thread with one of her claws once, and a man collapsed on the ground immediately. she's clearly not someone to be trifled with.

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Ragnarok - I

The slanting beams were threaded through the trunks so nearly horizontal that the ground lay all in its own shadow, when he stopped, closed his eyes, and sighed out. "now am i lost. surely i walk in circles."

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From the maze to now

My story is a small thread, but one i am weaving once more, and soon you will remember a great goddess.

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Autopilot (Otherwise Untitled)

From the starboard side one of the remaining gallium flares arced out greet the missile threading its way through the patch of ice hunks scattered above the jagged stump of dorsal fin the craft currently flaunted.

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The gold of paradise

#5 of joke for furry campfire or relax in good mood kazy discover the notion of eternity the four jokes to be read are independent; -scam in hell -lost paradise -the gold of paradise -crossed the desert reading in the timeline give the thread

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When we first met

Rest assured, i felt a special connection somehow, like maybe this was the one, the one that i could trust with the threads of my life.

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A Waltz with Death

"let's dance," she said as she twiddled the thread on my inky black cloak. "just you and i, don't be shy, i only ask for a dance." she threw her arms with beautiful charms around my great shoulders.

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Scarred Love (Page Seven)

I peeked over at her and saw her removing a needle and thread, moving my head back around i waited for the first prick. "okay, i'm going to get started, tell me if you want me to pause every now and then."

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Refuge from the Storm

Daddy walked over to the white dresser and pulled out a light blue sleeper, which he skillfully threaded the kit's legs into, zipping it up and enveloping his cub in its warmth.

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God of Marriage Saga: Chapter 11

As she rose into mind... she grasped and examined the red threads, in each of her many hands. for a second, i was looking at a surgical buddha; some kind of cocktail of frankenstein's monster and maitreyah, or perhaps guanyin.

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Ghostbin

This is a repository of links to archives of my stories on ghostbin, at the request of anons from the macro/micro thread on /trash/.

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Shattered Hopes & Broken Dreams - Part 1: Quiet Contemplation

The thread from there devolved into earth posters piling on him with insults and mockery between boasts that earth could take whatever the minbari dished out. alex went to bed that night comforted by that thought.

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