The Fall of the Rubberbirds

"the evil of the rubberbirds shall one day be undone, by the deadly steel-clad blades of the firey crimson one..."

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Regrets

She laid in the dark, after he left, a one night stand wasn't anything grand. she had hoped he'd stay, rather than make a move to play he left her in the dark cold and stark.

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A Letter to Sapphire

#1 of free mind stories colors, the beauty of them interchanging between one another. a letter to sapphire (any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.) dear sapphire, hello.

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Heavenly Flight: A Drabble

We race through the sky and bring daylight to this sacred planet. We are the thoughts of Gods made flesh ordered to put the mortals on the path of righteousness. Hope fills the people when they see our feathered forms patrolling the heavens. ...

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Rose of the Ganges: Chapter One: There is no legend

one act is a chance at redemption. the second leads hema to carve a new path of destruction. but in the end the beloved "rose" shall blossom anew. "what is death to one who has died already?

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The Wish

Would you help all the poor ones, giving them a real life, full of luck? would you only think of yourself, what others, i don't give a fuck. would you go out into the world, see all there is and explore?

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THE FRONT: PART 9

There was a moment of hesitation, then one anthro, a rabbit, stepped forwards and walked up to wynter. wynter looked at the rest of the anthros with cold eyes.

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A Year Without Rain (song lyrics)

I thought i would post this song , from selena gomez on here, for any one who misses his of her mate. you can find the video on youtube.

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Soul Timer Zeke

That incident had nearly cost my little brother his life and had left a physical scar on my left shoulder and more mental and emotional ones that i would care to admit to.

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Calming Winds

He stood and walked back down the hill, taking one last look at the scene before him, cementing it into his memory and finally walking away, the cherry blossoms still being wafted towards the setting sun.

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THE FRONT: PART 11

There was one more thing he had to do. "which one of you has been here the longest?" scott asked the assembled anthros, private baker immediately raised a hand.

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THE FRONT: PART 5

one second he was sitting against the side of the trench, the next he was buried amid scraps of splintered wood and mud. scott gasped for air and pulled himself out. his helmet was gone and his uniform was covered in mud.

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