A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:31

_"alright, good luck dawn."_ "by the gods, i hope so..." dawn thought to herself. "i certainly need it."

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Morning Cup (Poetry)

_Morning Cup_ by Daniel C. Aaron You woke the morning up With your passion and with your love. You poured a morning cup And I knew it was the one, The one I had to drink, Down and all the way, To the bottom, from the top; A little drop of...

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A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:10

dawn was now practically leaning off the mattress, fully engrossed in vanna's tale. "s-so what happened?" dawn asked timidly.

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Rise of Dawn

"dawn, are you sure you want to leave?" his father asked sadly. "do i really have a choice?" dawn said. his father turned away, walked back to there home, and came back out with a set of dragon armor. " i don't think ill need that." he pointed out.

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Dawn Flower

I had a man, he would brighten my day, you are my dawn flower, he would say.

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Cowboy's Dawn

The coyote opened his eyes slowly as the bright rays of the sun flooded his vision. Quickly he placed the back of his hand over his eyes as he tried sit up. "What" The coyote said. "Where am I?" "You're in Bridge Wood. A small town, about two days...

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A New Dawn

#6 of into the void a new dawn as the two shipmates walked through the corridors of the academy, they continued to discuss the recent events.

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Shadows at Dawn

#2 of losing you part 2 of 2 (shadows at dawn) i panted as the sun finally came over the horizon. i shivered again in a contrast of heat and cold.

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A New Dawn

Even though his wounds weren't fatal Kerric would have to spend a few weeks in the hospital wing with Xani leaving only Shayde, Angel Linda, Sam, Abby and Zeng. Zeng made sure his gear was up to stats while Shayde dropped in on Xani every now and then...

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By Dawn's Light

A sound deafeningly loud, the sun's shining bright, illuminating the massive crowd, all drawn by dawn's light.

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Aurora Vera

Gone now the thrush, her night song to rest And on her rowan post, the sparrow In renewed behest, Summons her sire the sun from his chamber, A tawny young daughter, a father of amber. But his eyes open not for the quarrelsome...

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