I did a thing. I wrote a story. World Of Hayot.

I sit here now, watching the land go by wondering, why am i doing this.

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Why a dragon?

I don't know why. dragons are not evil. my sensitivity always mentally wants to support the unfairly judged, so i have decided to be one of the few who will show a different side of the dragon.

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Why There are Shadows

_**From the darkness of the shadows Where the demons lurk in waiting Lies an abyss of nothingness That traps Hope behind steel grating.**_ _**Hope had become an exhibit In a zoo of lost dreams. They cried With fur soaked in the blood of...

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The Why of Werewolves

Sometimes you just need to shove aside the pretensions, and try and get to the root of why you want something. this was my attempt. no, not how they treat you--not even what they think of you... just, to not understand, that joy! how to show them?

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The Why of Werefoxes

Let's face it--in spite of all our noblest gestures We masterminds invented black and white, And fooled the greatest minds--our own. I muse upon this as I look out through the Trickter's eyes. If white on white on white is our world How then is...

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Why Me?

He was happy for her having achieved a life goal that she wanted which could explain why she hadn't been back here. she must've been working extra hard to achieve that rank so soon.

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WHY MOMMA?

why momma? why did you go and leave me?

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Why Not Be a Little Kid?

At this point why not just give in to the madness. "you're sure it's reversable?" "oh yeah." calex nodded. "like... odin and i get shrunk like all the time! like... it's really odd just how often it happens.

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Who, What, And Why

_How Could You Destroy Me?_ _How Could You Have Thrown Me Away So Easily?_ _How Could You Have Forgotten Me So Easily?_ _What Did I Do To Deserve This?_ _What Could I Have Done Different?_ _What Did I Do Wrong?_ _Why Did My Mercy Returned As...

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Why We Care

We care because they're worth it. We care because we see. We care because sometimes they can't, And that's when we need to be There for them in the best of times, There for them in the worst, There for them in the deepest darks, Sometimes...

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Why the crow cries

"yeah it's just... just that little girl is dying and the life givers won't help her, and i don't know why." "maybe they think it's better if she dies?" she implied.

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