Vignette: Acts of Intent

._ eyes focused on surroundings briefly, hunting for a patch he knew had to be somewhere here. wander north, magnetic attraction.

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Zethorak the Demon Queen

Zethorak the demon queen tonight, patches caught me up on everything.

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Season of the Pumpkin: A Drabble of Terror

Farmer maine paced up and down his pumpkin patch observing the latest year's batch of pumpkins. just admiring his handiwork. the cougar grinned widely as he knelt down before the largest pumpkin in the patch and patted it fondly. "hm. yes.

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Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 2 of 37

I made her stay outside the door until we patched things up.

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Quest For Fur Chapter: 2

Drew at the patch of fur on his arm. it was not getting worse. "ok. let's look for the cure. after a good night's rest." drew said in his head. he had no idea the wolfitis would spread overnight.

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Lonely Oak Chapter 14

The cabbage patch was just as kempt. whereas the other parts of the play ground were mostly dirt, sand, pebbles and the occasional tuft of dying grass, the cabbage patch was vibrant and green, even in the winter.

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One night...

Almost as if by my thoughts alone, the end of the patch is in sight. taking a moment to gather my strength and check the air again for the scent, i was soon plunging as fast as i could through the brambles.

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Pages From a Dog's Diary

"there's thousands of sunny patches in town." the cat stretched, until she covered the entire patch. "not like this one." she said, and looked very content. from where i stood, the little spot of sunlight was nothing out of the ordinary.

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The Cat's Stroll 17

This patch of moss looked no different from the one around it, but to the touch, it actually felt thicker and denser, with certain plumpness.

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The Winter Wolves I

Spread out across the snow in front of him, there were four patches of upside-down icicles, each one with an arrow sticking out of the middle of the patch.

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Wet Cement, Ch. 15: Lines Blurred

Just as sparks turned to distribute the new patches shave walked up, tapping an [fli-682 wraiths] patch on the fingers of his other hand.

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