Shadows

She was sitting in a particularly rough bar at the edge of the city, a dirty mug of ale in front of her. it tasted more like rancid sewer water than ale, but she gulped it down, unfazed.

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Valreth - Chapter 2

"ah, the old days," his mother sighed wistfully, downing another pint of ale and then setting the tankard down hard enough to crumple its form. several of the gatherers flinched at the sound of its impact with the tabletop.

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A man with a stag's head (part 1/?)

Not just the nut brown ale. i brought all of it downstairs. i left the second meal untouched on the table, but without realizing it, i took both packs of beer with me. another shiver.

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Shady Impressions

Some mutton and ale sounds like a good start." "and i guess i'll get some potato soup and some... beef and veggies." russo said as he peered over his friend's shoulder at the menu.

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Hungry Eyes

All three were dressed in similar smocks while they went about their business, handing out orders, refilling empty mugs of ale, and doing their best to keep the large crowd happy.

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Coruld: Chapter 1: The Trial

He turned to see an old man, one of the sleepers still filled with ale from last night.

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War Of The Litche: Prologue

Finally, after what it seemed like ages, the two arrived at their destination, the copious ale.

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MoonDust, Chapter 9

Imogene hid behind her ale and didn't speak. at least in turkey her squadmates' animosity had only targeted the rebels trying to kill them, not a whole nation.

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Memories: Part Five

Now it all came flashing into his mind, days spent playing, john and ale when he was younger playing in the yard, his mother smiling during a birthday... and even his missing memories of cybil.

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AnJ Chapter 3: No Title

"ngggggg.....morning ale....." as he'd done for the past two years, he woke up and greeted his mate, stopping midsentence when he turned to gaze at his unresponsive lover... - few hours later of absolute boredom and blank staring on jason's part- "sir?

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Chapter the First: Wheels

He turned back to the bar, and slid his ale to the proprietor to be filled. her soft, slender arms crossed her ample chest, and hugged tightly to the vixen as she bit back tears.

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