(Dream Journal) Queen of the Gremlins
Posted using postybirb (title) queen of the gremlins (author) rachelthefictionkin (date) saturday, may 8th, 2021 (content warning) none in this dream that i had, i got into an argument with a few others who were supposedly
"BLEU" Part One
** **evening september 18th 2021** after creating the profile, i quickly went through the stories without any more difficulties holding me back.
Collar 13 -- I Am Called
This story has been deleted in order to comply with the aup changes of may 2021.
2025 Year in Review
Itaku first went online around october, 2020, but had a very low post rate through about june, 2021. itaku had about 38,900 submission ids in 2021, and 243,000 in 2022. in 2025, itaku averaged about 610 posts a day.
A dragon explains why they spend time with humans
Originally published on deviantart on 2021/05/01 get my books: [https://www.deviantart.com/randomvangloboii/journal/books-by-carmine-bruzi-950270812](https://www.deviantart.com/randomvangloboii/journal/books-by-carmine-bruzi-950270812) dear wyrmmaster
On the Mountaintop Away From the Storm
Originally written in december 2021 but posted first day in january 2022.
"Something Rises in the Morning"
#7 of poetry, both old and new this is a poem that i wrote in memoriam of my high school friend shedwain joseph who passed away on october 11, 2021, due to a fentanyl overdose caused by fake xanax. why do legends always have to die so young?
I, Dacien -- Chapter 34 -- Consolidation
# i, dacien chapter 34 _consolidation_ -- ©2021 onyx tao # i, dacien **a story by** _onyx tao_ copyright 2021 by onyx tao this work is licensed under a creative commons attribution-sharealike 4.0 international license.
Moving In - 2021
**Moving In** **Three years later...** "Ugh," I took off my headset and whispered, "really, dude?" as I left the match. It didn't sit well with me that some online stranger in a video game told me some really mean...
Raised by Humans - Prologue
First digital edition january 2021 she first stumbled across the nest while she was out walking. the ruined nest showed no signs of life; only strewn twigs, leaves, and eggshell shards remained.
Highball (2021)
Highball High noon, high above the sun baked landscape of the southwest, lumbered an old DC-6, westbound, alone in the empty, cyan sky. Four radial engines burbled, driving the gleaming propellers that clawed the thinning air at ten...
Broken-2
Continuing nanowrimo 2021 “where are my…? oh, thank you, pardu.” the man cleared his throat and took his keys from the old dog morph. “now, are you ready?” the aged canine took a breath and nodded slowly. “alright, let’s go.