No Light to be Seen: Chapter 12 Part 1

Evidence was the empty cans of soda and the numerous cups of styrofoam cups that were once filled of coffee that littered the hallway floor. didn't seem to help him stay awake though, just made him twitchy and jittery.

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Realms of Valeron - Chapter 10

He asked, his eyes growing wide as he looked at the chipped pieces of rock and dented scraps of metal that littered the floor. aria gave him a weary expression.

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I, Dacien -- Chapter Twenty: Displacement

After i have you in the litter?" "yes, thank you." chelm lay back in the litter, exhausted from the simple matter of a few stairs, and watched the preparations in something like amazement.

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Skinwalkers, Chapter Two

In their place was a dark room, a table littered with books and papers, and a phone that was belting out the irritating noise that had awoken her. fey raised her head, sighing. she _was_home, but that home wasn't the forest. not anymore.

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Memorial to a Coyote

And after hours which seemed like months passed and the germans fiinally retreated overwhelmed by the sheer number of allies and been completely swept out of their hiding places, the coyote looked at the many corpses now littering the landscape of this once-pristine

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Dark's History: The Story

"the years of being knee deep in dead and rotting dragons, in the filth that litters that place tainted my once white scales to this charcoal gray you see now, my body is forever marked with the scent of death and decay, and i have little or no memory

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The Far Side of Immortal

Nick dietrich kicked restlessly at the exoskeletons that littered the floor of his cave. the wolf's fur had gone ragged, and his skin clung to his body like a taut canvas over his aching bones. food was scarce in these times, after all.

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New Days: Chapter I

I need to find my mother, but i have litterally _no_ idea where to start looking. i'm not even sure if she still lives in mississippi. i have no idea _how_ to start looking. my phone still has a couple hundred minutes, but who can i call?

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Jewel: Prologue

Staggering a few steps forward like an unsteady drunk, the fox surveyed the scenery, quite depressed by what he saw: piles of carcasses of the dark-cloaked blackrobes littered all over the cave floor, as well as those of some of the scrawny-chested and malnourished

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A Bed For Life

As if of their own volition his hands had sought out further nourishment, leaving the surface of his belly and what little space there was around him on the bed littered with potato-y, soda-y, chocolatey, and even noodle-y debris.

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A Lesson in League

Was able to hide his character in a seldom-visited corner of the map he knew like the feathers on his moobs (the backs of his hands were often lost in the gloom of his bedroom) while he fished the wireless rodent out of the canyon he now discovered to be littered

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Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 15

He made his way over to her bed, carefully ducking underneath all the animal parts hanging from the ceiling and stepping over all the questionable gourds littering the floor. "mother?" she grunted, sniffed, and slept on.

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