All's Fair - Part 1

And if he'd had more iq than a pencil eraser. and more decorum than a toad. and if we'd known each other for longer than two minutes. like a couple of years. and were actually friends.

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Flight

._ the lines on the paper always seemed to appear there of their own accord, as if they had always been hidden just beneath the surface, dark strokes and fainter brushes tucked within the fibers, waiting to be called forth by the gentle rasp of the pencil

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Furries University Chapter 9: a slight problem

Leonard "and a pen or pencil, they had best be sharpened because you will not stand up in my class unless i have told you to or you have a life threatening need".

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Voice of the Fallen

Sighing, i put the pencil to the paper and began writing the first things that came to my mind of the experience. sometimes i lay awake at night, unable to sleep.

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Roundabout Story Project

This time cory snapped, sending a left hook into frank's face, dropping the pencil neck instantly.

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through kindness :chapter 1

Ryan just looked up with a pencil balanced on his muzzle. "hm? were now?" "the rave, glowing paws. you guys coming?" "yeah sure."ryan replied still trying to keep the pencil up. lark flicked the pencil off and continued to think on his question.

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Secrets Ch. 11

#11 of secrets chapter 11 back in my room i rummage around the drawers and eventually find a piece of paper and a pencil to make my list while i sit down on the side of the bed.

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Measures And Balances

Checking again to make sure he was still the only one home jeremy stood with his back to the jamb and put a pencil mark on the doorframe. turning he stared at the only pencil mark on the paint.

Journey's Start (Kreet 89)

Feltix grumbled, grabbing the pencil from the floor and the paper from miss tribi. "you want something done right..." miss tribi stood up and walked to kallid.

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Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 12

_ chance found himself thinking over the idea as he carefully packed away his sketchbook and pencils and colored pencils into his backpack. he mulled over the idea as he waited for zack to join him outside the classroom. did he have a "utopia"?

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A Taste of Something Else ~ Chapter 1

The professor, a lion whose fur might have once been radiant gold, pointed his pencil towards me. "daniel lane is the wolf to your left who's supposed to be paying attention and not sleeping." i raised my paw. "i'm not asleep, sir."

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