A Father's Love, Chapter Three

For the next half hour everything was silent but for the sound of the clock ticking and mr. bridshaw's pencil scratching on the paper. every few minutes he'd look up at me and smile.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 183

Even though he could feel every second ticking by, this wolf gave him pause. it was only the fourth one he'd ever seen, but it was so much smaller than what he was used to. this wolf right here was probably only a tiny bit taller than dad.

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Pushing Stars

Early in the year he'd briefly tried dating tess, a dutch badger he'd met at a nightclub when his friend scoonie had come visit him in singapore - mostly an attempt to reassure himself he could play that game, or tick some sort of checkbox, whenever he wanted

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Yggdrasil’s dream (Dragons Lair "This is Me"-Challenge)

Resist the ticking of the clock, or how do you want to find peace, except ... never? this world holds so many scales, but none that can measure a life. don't bow to the scale of time, it is a cause of so much strife.

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Big Brother's Room

. > > the comforter was cool and tickly as i traced his outline ever so lightly with my paw, growing warmer as i pressed deeper into the thick, fluffy coverlet.

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Black Glass

tick.. tock.. tick... tock... let me ask you again, mr. demon.. will you love me one more time? jacking up my blood pressure. jacking up my hopes.

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Winter Help – Chapter Eight

Bubba ticked off the points on his thick fingers. "i sleep in the same bed with you. i feel like i belong there, and if i try to sleep in my own bed any more, it doesn't work. i just lay there all night staring at the ceiling.

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The Beast called Nightmare Part 3

"tick tock" sheba asked just happening to be standing between the two demons. it leaned down to her ear. "tick, tick, tick, tick" could be heard deep inside the demon's head. "yeah he's a hell-mouth" the rooster answered.

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Prologue

You know i'm writing free mini stories ; 3 just an old dabble for an rp i figured i can share :3 bones crush and turn to dust, but the clock keeps on ticking, never stopping.

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Chapter 1: The Beginning

"i love this song; hope you know how to tick and much more." "ive seen how and im kind of a visual learner, so i can dance hip-hop." they started doing different dances such as swag surf, yank, and ticking. "that was fun."

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IN THE CITY WHERE THEY PAVED THE ROADS WITH OUR TONGUES AND TEETH

Fractured and split world with this fractured and split body and think our problem with it is simply the scenery the scenery, we lecture to no one, is where we climb into a landscape painting, flaking off paint with our mandibles, burrowing till our little tick

Gortoz 'A Ran - Ch 39 - Bon a santé...

We cuddle each other on the couch as time was ticking by slowly... i feel how she's caressing my hair as it stayed silent between the two of us... i feel peaceful now... my mind is finally at rest...

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