The Path of the Rainbow Dragon

You protest, "the hell with this." and leave. you back up after your exclaimation, fall back over something, and onto the ground. you look up and see the snout of a bronze dragon that is inches away from you.

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Growing Sun

Their stomach, which before had strained in protest, was now just beginning to settle. it would still take time--a very, very long time--for sun to get used to the feeling, though.

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Reality

Despite amy's many protests, her mother ushered her outside. the child sat on the porch for a good while. not wanted to venture onto the front lawn and unable to return to her room.

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OutFoxxed!! - Part 1

'hey' she protested, incensed, by what happened, her protest was echoed, has the fox ran down towards the escalator, pursued, by two members of the ticket staff in their blue and black london underground uniforms..

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Drac Ch11

He protested, looking a little closer to being bleary eyed. 'shhh.' nereen lifted a pea out of the pot and set it in his lap. 'just be quiet and patient, alright?

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Moogles In Training

Erakir protested. "especially not from two newbie moogles! look... i'm afraid your behavior is simply completely unacceptable. you're both going to have to go through moogle kindergarten kupo!" "whaaaaat?" calex protested.

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Incarnate

The wooden floor was cold under my bare feet and i shivered in protest. the fire place lit up instantly and a very muscular black man with chestnut brown hair sat in a blanket covered chair in front of the stone pit.

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A Feathered Wit

You hold the flipper-like nubs of your hands up defensively as you protest. this feels so wrong, so impossible, and yet its clearly happening.

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Kareth's Escape

No other attacks took place, though it was rumored protesters had some other surprises waiting for them.

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Wiggling Tastes Best

Panic and splashes came from the duckling around.. he cared less for now sense he felt the wiggling and sounds of a little duckling who was screaming both for his mother and in protest. "let my baby go, monster!"

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Prologue part 2

Sighing, crystelle walked over to the protesting cub and plucked her out from the deep snow, helping to set her upright, standing in the snow as the kind woman brushed her off. "are you ok?"

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