Against All Odds: Part 30 - From The Ashes

Screaming sirens and flashes of blue returned to the fill the street, the police van chugging into life before speeding off into the night.

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Seeker Origins: Chapter Eleven

My ears picked up the sound of sirens again, louder than before and making my body react out of desperation. i thrashed with my left claw, trying to stab at the reptile's leg; but it was too late.

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A Thin Line - Part Six: Stop at Nothing

sirens grew louder, but it no longer mattered. she was gone. with his free hand, shaking uncontrollably, damien closed his wife's eyes.

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Zootopia movie script: Point 223 Act 1

Scene: judy speeds up but keeps the lights and siren off. scene shift: noah's ark auto dealership on dat road. note: the three juvenile lion cubs come from japanese anime legend osamu tezuka.

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Zootopia movie script: .223

Scene: judy speeds up but keeps the lights and siren off. scene shift: noah's ark auto dealership on dat road. note: the three juvenile lion cubs come from japanese anime legend osamu tezuka.

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Out the Airlock: Chapter 1

She cut the siren, put the car in park, and stepped into the corridor outside the airlock.

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Prologue to "Feral"

Prologue the sharp screech of sirens peirced the empty corridors of the underground installation, echoing off the bare concrete walls.

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The Flug Fly

Police sirens began to sound in the distance, and flug began to panic, how could they possibly be on to him this fast?!

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Poem: Being Afraid

We only know death's siren call telling us what to do. we hide our hearts we hide our souls, we hide our heartstrings too. we do not know how to come forth and share our terror too.

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Rose- Nickle Tour

siren asks, looking around as if absolutely nothing had happened. "i didn't see a single thing. did any of you?"

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Explanations, At Least!

Said the wolf, "actually, that was a siren." "siren?" kion asked, and the wolf nodded. "yes, a siren, like the ones that appear for the argons, you remember?"

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Reset Not Restart (a poem)

#4 of poems the siren drowned me today. well, just got to cough the water out of my lungs and swim again tomorrow. friendly reminder that there is a difference between "i am a failure" and "i have failed". i hope you always think in the later.

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