Starset

She looked up startled it was the moon beckoning her with its jaded brilliance indifferent warmth she got up on her hind paws was already in a dash down to the shore she twirled and spun, her tail tracing patterns in the ether she danced

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Damn You I Loved You

* * * the taste of a sweet summer grape on his lips for years i chased even now rises the fur of my nape when his face is traced. i strayed and the closest i ever came was when between us stabbed my blade for power, my ambition to blame.

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Magical Pet Shop: Joseph

There was still a small trace of black hair atop his head that had been shaved down. other than that, no trace of the person he had been seemed to remain. he had large round ears atop his head and a muzzle! he looked like some kind of cat!

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The Journey of the Dark Crystal: Chapter 17

"that's strange...if you claimed never touching any blood, why...why rico and baritgetv had...traces of blood on them?"

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The Other Dragon World: Chapter 6

Three hours later, only seraphor went back to the assembly point, without seeing any traces of his friends ever returning.

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TMF-Ep23-Magic Vigilante-

Throughout the team's break they try to gather information on levi even with wyatt's help but even he could not sense anything from him or detect any traces of magic.

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Doc-Ep20-Exploration-

"i don't sense anyone else besides us.. or any traces of someone else being here either." "so that means whatever the source of this chaos is somewhere in here...."

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In The End

Will all traces of us fade away forever? or will we live on in the memory of those we love or in someone or something greater than ourselves?

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Love's Labour's Won

Stage directions are meaningless, so we stagger, we haggardly wrangle with these tenuous traces lingering fingerings to lutes we shan't play. o, to be the poison in my ear! to be the happy dagger!

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Synesthesia

Perhaps those who can trace the topography of a smell see it more clearly than the rest of us.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 164

His hand slowly travelled down her face, tracing the line of blood he had dug with his filthy claw, down her neck, and ended up loosely cupping her left breast.

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I f O n l y.. ~

There were no traces of this other being now. just him, the trees and silence. the wolf felt as if he used wings to get away, due to the sheer speed in which he took off with.

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