“Ro’Jo The Mage” A Story inspired by Elder Scroll’s IV: Oblivion

Cold, wet and yearning for a hard drink, the dark elf kept walking forth until he came across an inn. the name on the inn read; "likes-soft-skins inn."

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Burdens - Chapter 85: Intent

He had greeted him like he always did, with that same smile and wag, a greeting that roger had grown accustomed to, but at the same time, yearned for. he waited for the class to finish.

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Burdens - Chapter 32: Withdrawn

He would soon take his leave, so as to find his way back, which was an easy task, but also to appease his ever so yearning parents. it made a good excuse, but whether or not it was true was irrelevant.

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Never Meant to Love

Though my heart yearns to touch and breathe in his scent...i cannot...for his own safety. we meeting would only bring about a tragic demise for either one of us. for now...all i can do is watch him from afar.

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251 The Solar Barque

She strikes sparks to a yearning inside him that he's not quite sure yet how to interpret.

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An Air of Remembrance

A faint into a right-legged over-body bicycle kick impossible for me despite how badly i yearned for that option again, but my opponent didn't know that.

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water falls

On the highrise apartments, the wind would beat and the rain would pound on the walls and the windows, yet despite it all, he yearned for it. oh he missed rain.

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Double-Edged Blade

A pain blossomed in avian's chest, one that yearned to be fixed, yet knowing that it could not be. it would take a miracle for it to be that way, as the wind blade placed his head and ear on the others' chest.

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Murciél's Madrigal

When the song ends, you yearn for more. your master lowers his bow and moves his mouth close to your ear, whispering into the fuzz: "_sígueme_, _mi cielo_. we have much work to do."

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A step into the Wild

The excitement of truly being the form that his spirit has always yearned for over whelms him. he runs free and strong up to the peak of the hillside. leaning back hard on his haunches he slides to a stop just before cresting the rocky top.

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I was Never Gay Part 1

I thought that maybe i was yearning to be young again. maybe i wanted to see myself 10 pounds lighter and more muscular. maybe i simply missed my puppy days, when i was free to do whatever i chose.

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Reaper Graesham Campaign: Prelude

Our hearts pounded against our chests like they were yearning to burst out of our flesh and come together as one. i angled my muzzle towards his round ears and whispered... "i love you." i felt his heart stop for a second...

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