The Legend Of Felicia: Sheltered Emotion

#1 of the legend of felicia: sheltered emotion disclaimer: i don't own spyro or any recognizable characters, i wish i did but i don't, felicia, glory (debatable because of the buffy series but maybe still my own) the replacement guardians (more on that later

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How to Act Like a Dragon (A Wings of Fire Fanfic) Chapter 3

Okay, calm down. Just. Calm the freaking down. You don't wanna wake up because of this. JUST. CALM. DOWN. NOW! I was totally not calming down. If someone were to look at me now, I would probably look like a dragon that has eaten too much sugar...

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The First Night [SFW]

"So," the otter looked at you, a sweet, caring smile on his face. "You think you're ready to spend the night?" It had been a few mere weeks since you met, but nearly every day was spent together. At the time, you lived in a fairly small apartment - you...

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Memorys of the Sword...

#2 of emotions stuff ~k~this one is all noah just him just stuff he wants to vent i walk in to are own arena its late the last clock i remember seeing said it was 5:02 i think, i saw it when i stormed out of our frinds ans threw a book and a person

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Poem #15: Feelings

#15 of poetry a poem about emotions themselves, and how important they are.

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Not a Pet! Ch.2

And i’m not in a position to refuse either…” he went very still at this, i could feel the emotions warring inside him as tiny, barely perceptible tremors traveled through his body and into mine.

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Seasons of Love

A summer in the desert. Let the heat burn away the pain Then pick up and count every grain That's how much I love you . Autumn on a sandy beach Let the crashing waves wash away your unease Count each drop as you drain oceans and seas That's how...

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Your Laughter

_ **"Your laughter..."** _ A girl spoke, as a light shined outwards. A flash of white, and suddenly I could see leaves fluttering in the wind that blew past me. I reached out and caught a leaf gently in my hand, the crispy soft feeling of winter...

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Till the End of Dawn

Till the End of Dawn Prologue March 11th, 2020 The smell of smoke and death filled the air as the unthinkable has happen.... the bombs of WW3 has mortally wounded the earth and left it a broken husk for will take a life time to heal without...

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Alone

I've been feeling more dysphoric than usual lately so i thought i would voice my emotions in poetic form to the best of my ability, i hope you enjoy i look through the void a window in time asking myself what to do?

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Prologue- I Just Want To Help People

Drip. Drop. The rain starts as a lights drizzle. The water starting to flow through gutters and onto the sidewalk. The slight breeze moving the leaves about, even making a few fly through the air. A slight rumble of thunder rumbles the town's...

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Poem #33: The Senses

These emotions, these senses, these feelings, are my life. ~bhscorch [!

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