Dreamy Downpour

The thunderous retorts from the storm outside, cascade of muffled noises echoing throughout the night. oddly it calms me so, allowing the ever-desired inward look into my own depths. Boisterous reports of the rain trying to get inside, serenade of...

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Possession

**Possession** Is it better to have and lose it, Or never know possession? Is it better to have a scar, Or to have unmarred soul? Those who have it would say, Better to know the feeling and lose it Those who never had it would...

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dream log entry 00b

well this will be a big let down for you all.. nothing but nightmares and wet dreams the kinda follow my old dream storyline and yet they dont. Since i didnt get comments or messages saying that you want more ive stoped updating and...

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To Laugh Once More

**To laugh once more.** By Ephemeral\_Dreams The blood red sun rises, painting the skies amber. My beet red irises, breaking my ties asunder. What binds me to this world, so dark and empty. What kind of pains to unfold, so stark yet temping. ...

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A poem I wrote some time ago.

I stand here at this point in life, wondering what to do I stand here at this point in life, wishing I had you But as I stand here idly wishing, I turn and gaze anew At the man I hate with the one I love, it's you, it's you, it's you I see you...

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The Arctic War

The Arctic War The Cost of War We are out in the Arctic Tundra fighting a war. Not that I mind I'm suited for this kind of environment. Being an Arctic Fox...

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Transformation Stream Story 22: Coffee for the Fox in You

Coffee for the Fox in You! for Wolfmage by Draconicon Storm had barely woken up when he heard a knock at the door. The dragonwolf tried to ignore it, but as the knocking continued unabated for nearly a minute, he finally gave up the ghost....

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Random wolf tf story

The next instance when he opens his eyes, the world is still blurry, unclear but dark. He feels the pain all over his body; the throbbing head, the open gash, the broken limbs... he is too weak to move. All he can do is just to lie there and wait for...

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The hill

Have you ever wanted? Wanted for things to be the way they were back then? It's a feeling I can't shake, a need for a time that's past. A need for something half remembered. A birthday on the veranda, in a house you once lived in. A fortress made of...

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Careful, very long and may bore some Made this years ago no one has ever appreciated it Its about my first Lover THe Snake

An introduction In a Parallel Universe there is a world, very much like ours but in it, there is a predator that makes men playthings and slaves, it is the most intelligent life form that we know of, we know there is more out there, possibly...

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My Life as a Slave 14

My Life as a Slave News Station 8: 6 Am "In other news there has been an investigation into the plane crash last week. It has been determined that it wasn't...

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My Life as a Slave 4

My Life as a Slave Physical Condition The master brought me back to my room and she told me that I needed to go to sleep. I told her that I was fine...

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