On the Mountaintop Away From the Storm

Originally written in december 2021 but posted first day in january 2022.

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the road to happiness: 2

#2 of road to happiness sorrry if it sounds rush im still having a rough time the ne 2 weeks into december the weather hasn't been bad the lowest has been 50 degrees and with low money and the money i been saving for three years we had enough money for

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Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty Four

The december holidays slowed me down, and now i'm going on a trip, but i'll return to writing revaramek soon.

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Bloodwhisker: Chapter 1 ~A New beggining~

~prolouge~ a meadow, somewhere in eastern europe; december, 15, 2012. a loud and somewhat raspy, tired sounding feline voice, broke through the thick and hazy, dust cloud and shouted out,"damn you, jimmy.

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Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter 9: Haunters Of The Ruins

It ended december 31st... around 11:40 am." the little mongoose said to the wildlife researchers. "that lake of lava you two nearly landed in is all that was left of world three." i added. "what?!" the two said in unison.

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Alcatraz Ch. XXVIII-Divulgence

/// tai december 14th, 1700 hours woods behind g201 house i'd never been back here much before, except shooting guns with kyle. sometimes we would play american football, but i sucked at that.

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Tower of silence - Contest (Golden Typewriter)

# tower of silence - contest(golden typewriter excerpt) ## 787 i.c, december 25, everwinter: central tower, evening the path to the central tower consisted of a long and wide tunnel with a floor so polished that it looked like a mirror.

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Rekuiem's Oddest Christmas Party

When he entered his cave rekuiem let out a sigh of boredom, the day at the colosseum had been rather uneventful and it was the 24th of december. rekuiem went and did whatever it is he did before he went to bed.

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Identity: Chapter Three

Her fur was as white as a december day, and like many female wolves, she had a long mane, which was threaded with at least a hundred black and red beads.

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The Unwilling Soldier

In december i wore the uniform of a canadian mountie, holding a stuffed beaver in my right hand. it was the first christmas without my family. i wondered what happened to them? they surely were devastated about my loss - poor mom and dad!

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