Chapter 3 Savers

A rabbit, snake, some elk, and even the sent of his old territory that the wind had blown over but every step he took sparta's sent seemed to be getting weaker. "watch where you going!" yuukan jumped as the yowl came to him.

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Going home: Strongburgh, Part 4 of 4 (an excerpt)

He could repurpose 'disruptor' since he'd left his in the elk's classroom.

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Marianne's Misty Hike (Part 1) - Intro

You all remember corry, the elk who opened the gate yesterday? well, he'll be waiting to teach you all about whittling your own whistle." that evening the sky was growing darker as thick clouds seemed to come in rapidly overhead.

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Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 12

There's something in the eyes, a kind of awareness you just can't find in elk or deer..." and yet the look he gave her just then told ander that that was exactly what his brother was seeing: not a fox, but prey. a piece of meat to be torn apart.

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Wild ways for wild hearts

Today is the day When I take the wild way When I die with rage in my heart and claw and snarl to the bitter end Backing down was never the way I clutch the end even as I fight wild ways with a wild heart I take the stand against my fate I swear...

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Down the well

I had a stone and threw it down a well. the well was deep, the stone was gone. the well was in a clearing, the clearing was in a forest, the forest was in a country and the country was in the sea. But despite this, the well was still deep and my...

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Judgement of a human being

By the way you walk, By the way you talk, You are judged By the way that you live And the way that you give You are judged Each turn of face Puts you in your place In front of a faceless judge Called people For whom you care for You...

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The first tale

In the beginning, there was nothing. It was this way for many countless ages, one cannot count time in that void; so it may have been an age or it may have been a mere second. But the inky blackness roiled and boiled, and from its velvet folds came...

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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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The twining roses

**This is my first attempt at poetry. Please give me some constructive criticism and comments. Thanks and enjoy :3** **The twinning roses.** The moon is full and flying high It sails, careens in quiet sky Twining roses on the wall Shine...

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The twinning roses

**This is my first attempt at poetry. Please give me some constructive criticism and comments. Thanks and enjoy :3** **The twinning roses.** The moon is full and flying high It sails, careens in quiet sky Twining roses on the wall Shine...

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The hollow song...Immersed

Unleashed your feelings, now their gone...no soul, no hole, no need for song. Together we hope for our salvation...you were the ones to leave destruction. Yours eyes we took, we took from thee...enforce the peace, and now we shape to suit our needs. No...

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