Wolf Tail Chapter 1: Alaska

Alaska, USA. There are three words to describe it: Cold, Wild, and Alone. It's not even touching continental USA. If anything, it should belong to Canada. Of course, I'm forgetting about Hawaii. Wait! What am I doing? First off, my name is Marco. I...

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Goodbye, First Love

I was the white knight in your eyes, Alabaster, pure, strong and brave. You were my light, Bright, blinding, and full of life. We grew together, wrote together. We flew together, walked together. Then it fell apart. Confusion, distance, Hurt...

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Shrinking the plagiarist

Written as i see this sort of thing happen too often: someone has a great idea for a picture, shares it in confidence, only to have that other person commission the idea with their own characters and never even credit the person who gave them the inspiration

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03 Bait

"Well, this is embarrassing." You saw the obvious trap lying on the ground, with a few silvers lying as bait. Such a simple trap, by and for simple creatures. A pity you were too busy being smug to notice the other, almost as obvious trap a few steps...

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02 Mindless

You have a mind. A brilliant, creative mind. A gift of god or evolution or the freakish improbability of the cosmos. A mind that can conceive of things great and small. A mind that is aware of itself and its surroundings. Put it to use. Do things....

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04 Freeze

I sat inside, looking out at the chilly weather through the window. While some of my mammalian friends frolicked in the snow, I preferred to remain inside, sipping a hot cup of tea. I'd freeze if I went out there. Such is the challenge of being cold...

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What Remains - A Personal Treetop Inn Story

He doesn't like letting on that something is wrong, at least on a personal level. his heart could be breaking and he'll smile through it until he's alone.

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Chosen of the Sea [2nd Person TF(TG)]

You huff as you carry your things onto the beach. Part of you thinks you could have carried less but there is always that doubt that you needed everything you have been carrying all this time. Course your current problem now is finding a spot to set...

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Warm Up - 4

**Warm Up - 4** All I had to my name was this sword. Claymore in appearance if one were to mention Earth, but that's an empty world right there. I use it to cut branches for firewood and make it easier for me to pick...

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The First Time

"And it's not permanent?" You ask them. "No, of course not. We do have some long-term clients. We are not taking any such positions right now, but everything here is reversible, we assure you" You nod. You've wanted this. Ever since you heard...

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Hypnovember 30 - Awaken

Your reflection peers back at you and tilts its head in curiosity, wondering if the person you're seeing isn't still deep in that relaxed state. if not, you wonder if you could go back again on your own, so easily, like the tiger told you you could.

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The Hunter's Notes

Your light flickers slightly as you step into the abandoned shack. _This_ is where the map leads you? A dilapidated shack, in the middle of nowhere, on a little-known backwater planet? There had to be a mistake, but you were already here so no point in...

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