Parallel Possible Paths Past Previous Personae (Picture by Cardinal)
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A look at "Variables" by Roland Jovaik
In a sense, i suppose you can draw parallels to pinocchio, but only very superficially.
Tracks
Concealed by the snow were two iron bars parallel to each other with wooden planks between them. the planks were all parallel to each other, but perpendicular to the iron bars.
The Other Dragon World Prologue
The property opened a portal to all parallel dimensions and times, where they will be lost forever, and never be back, only if they can open another portal back to this world."
Morning Walk in Warerfront Park (WIP)
As ben continued walking along the park path parallel to the river, ben found a grey and white furred husky taking photos of the skyline as well.
Haida's Chronical, Ep.1
A collection of short stories that are meant to run parallel to the episodes of the original aggretsuko animated shorts, which first aired on tbs television in 2016. _background time!
Pig the Red Riding Hood and Wolf The Hunter (1) (PigxWolf) <Straight><SMUT>
**disclaimer:** this story is a work of fiction set in a parallel universe. the setting is australia, circa 1850.
THRIVE...
Thrive or your atrocious butchery bears their horrible deliverance arctic massacre eighty-four parallel discoveries farther south distressing rise new cliffs t.
Venturing: Three Desired Cons
Even looked around the paralleled buildings and lamps that now surrounded me. i gulped nervously before slowly moving on up. still pondering if it was just a bunch of bombs.
Forlorn
#15 of poetry a poem where i attempt to capture the essence of loneliness and sorrow, in parallel to my poem allure, where i try to capture the essence of beauty. it's the antithesis of 'allure'.
Needles
Caged enraged without escape fearing sneering jeering running hiding to no avail left right in the dead of night it follows through the hollows of this maze a familiar face an endless race to the end of the parallel
The Storm Wolf: Gathering Clouds - chapter 7 Lovers - 7.13
Feeling a tug on my tail, i turned to see piqsirpoq pointing expressionlessly at the blue and white engravings on the floor—three parallel marks. “uh... maybe it’s some kind of spatial distortion?”