Promise (backward story)

- "still on my way to the factory." - he replied and sighed - "there is a little traffic jam, but i'm driving as fast as i can." - "good. the faster you get there, the sooner they will resume production.

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Crash Landing

So packing away my clothes, paperwork, and personal weapon i made my way toward the hulking mass of space metal.

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Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 35 of 37

I meandered through the monochromatic shelves, feeling my way around the open spaces. the tunnel's glow faded behind me, but i registered a slight gleam on the concrete floor a few shelving units ahead of me.

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Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 4 of 37

Whisking my way through the crowd once more, i bullied myself to the bar and called out to marc. the otter came forward. "whaddya need, aaron?" he said briskly. "gimme a smirnoff ice and a blue tahoe." "oh really?" marc smiled coyly.

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'Last Quarter' by Wyst (in progress)

I toss the chain into a bush up against the house, grateful to be on my way as i hop on and pedal out of the driveway. and then it hits. another electrifying rush ensues as i reach mid-pedal and i hear another loud break.

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Play Me a Song Ch:1

The world disappeared around me until i made my way to the train station to buy my usual ticket.

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Grandpa's story

I quickly slipped in on and made my way down to the hanger bay. on my way i ran into tyke one of my wingmen. he was quite small for a boy his age. he was 13 but only came up to my chest when he's standing straight up. he saw me and ran up to me.

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The Sagely Bard: The Alin Raven story

I had also heard of a refuge from such things known as the "tail underground" i found myself at it's front doorstep and made my way in. i made my way to the bar and asked for the owner of it. "what would you have of the owner?"

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What is hope?

With hope, i can withstand and overcome and obstacle that comes my way. i turned that knife that was once stuck in my hearty into a shield that allows me to handle what comes my way. and i have no plans of putting my shield away anytime soon.

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The Journey to Acceptance Pt. 3

I began making my way over to the patio doors, the outside world was brightly lit. the sky was blue and the animals seemed to be out and about.

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Wanderings Teaser

_ i made my way towards whomever it was that was out here with me. her voice filtered out of the trees as i approached. "let's see, maybe if i pull on this branch? no, apparently not. and i can't reach my knife, so i can't cut it.

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