City Mouse: 1 of 7

Wherin we meet Troy Salcedo on one of his occasional stays in the city of his birth, or decanting, San Iadras. I feel this stands on its own, but it's very much a part of the larger 'Spirit of 67' universe, and so is included here. There isn't...

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Wedding Mouse, 6 of 7

//:City of San Iadras, Downtown. "Is my tie straight?" someone asked, looking down. Troy paused a second, before reaching across and pulling it straight. "There you go Sydney." "Where'd I put my pin..." He fumbled through his pockets before finding it....

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Wedding Mouse, 2 of 7

//: City of San Iadras, 'Furry' district. "But I can't figure out what that means," Dallas sighed, leaning over the car's control panel, chin on the backs of his hands while watching the traffic rush by. Troy hadn't been concentrating. He'd been...

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Wedding Mouse, 1 of 7

I hope you enjoy my latest offering. It's a sequel to 'City Mouse', and also deals with Troy Salcedo and Jennifer Dixon. If you're here for the yiff, I suggest you skip ahead to parts four and seven, but mainly seven. Respectful feedback is, as...

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Pillow Talk

A scene that's been rattling around in my head, which is a continuation of the 'City Mouse' story. I'm not sure I'll be able to fit it into a larger narrative, but I thought it worth putting up here. I'm not sure how much you'll get out of this if you...

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Philadelphia's Confession

When I was nine years old, I knew without doubt that I was going to die. It was there for all to see on the schedule board; Philadelphia: Prep-Work, September Through February, Stress-Testing, March Through Indefinite. I wasn't the only one. Lagos...

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Read Harry Potter, the Aenid of our times: Srsly (4 real!)

**Read Harry Potter, the Aenid of our times: Srsly (4 real!)** I love harry potter! ^-^ Do you love harry potter? SNAPE SNAPE OMG I LOVE YOU HAVE MY BABIES. YAY FANFIC! **4. Writing fanfiction is the best thing you can ever do (for me,...

Blind Date

Gracie had been really nervous all day. Blind date. It was funny, she guessed. She was twenty-eight, now, had been going on blind dates for as long as she could remember. In school her friends had set her up on blind dates, afterwards when she started...

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You Can Never Go Home

It was a long way home. Evran had thought that, thousands and thousands of miles away, back in Tajikistan, before things had hit the wall. Home was nearer for Evran now, though. San Iadras was a big city, but not as big as a country. It was a long walk...

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