Chapter Nine

"well spoken, tarin. you make a good point." head bowed thoughtfully, the elder stood still before her, the silence stretching out between them. finally he raised his head again, a faint smile curling his ancient lips. "tell me something else, tarin.

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Chapter 4

Bound hand and foot, the undead man glared angrily at the tarin who sat a short distance away.

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Chapter Seven

As the last of the tea was swallowed, the exhausted tarin closed her eyes and fell into a deep, healing sleep.

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Chapter Ten

The mouth-like openings in the middle of the large flowers opened and closed eagerly as more vines wrapped about the trapped tarin.

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Chapter One

With his dismissal given, rakthon raised his hand and slapped the younger tarin hard across her face. he expected her to collapse to the ground before crawling shamefully away. but she did not fall.

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Chapter Four

If he were in charge, he would have dismembered the tarin and make her skull into his new drinking mug. there would be no need for a guard against a dismembered corpse.

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Chapter Five (Now Complete)

The sun never seemed to leave it's high perch as she walked, head hanging low, time seeming to catch the tired tarin in an endless loop of misery.

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Chapter Six

Picking up the flask, he pulled out the stopper and held up the end to the tarin's lips. nadirah turned her head aside, rejecting the water. "don't... want..."

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Learning To Fly (Without Wings)

Blackwing let out a loud cry and launched herself toward the sleeping doe, screeching again while slapping the tarin with her wings.

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Chapter Two

Unable to prevent it, a small spark of hope flickered to life within the tarin. nadirah narrowed her eyes slightly, indecisive.

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Chapter Eleven

Nadirah trod wearily across the dead ground. The dry turf snapped crisply beneath her hooves, sometimes sending fragments of debris dusting into the air to stick temporarily to her ankles. The stale moist air tasted of decay, filling her nose with the...

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Chapter Seven

A tarin is an individual. it's ok, common mistake." "um... yes." the jruu lifted his eyebrows and tilted his gaze over her shoulder. "i will, uh, try to remember that from now on.

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