Distance

They messaged most of the time online. she called him up every chance she got and he felt he contacted her more. through roleplaying and through facebook chats. they met on the furry dating websites.

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time is water

Seberith calling out "i'll come for you don't worry" avalon looked up and smiled she knew he would come; all he ever needed was time.

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Making Time

She has one for the house, which doesn't ring a lot, but the one she keeps in her pocket, goes off all the time.

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Eeveelutions of Time: Chapter #1

I'm usually not around at this time of night. what's your name?" he questioned.

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Guardian of Time: Chapter I

#1 of guardian of time guardian of time by: cimmaron spirit chapter one: a sacred duty "what then is time? if no one asks me, i know: if i wish to explain it to one that asketh, i know not." -st.

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First Time: The Race Begins

The second pendant had been in another small town along the way back home, only this time it showed up in a diner. auren and glauron had gone in to retrieve it this time, seeing as how the wolves made such a scene at the previous pickup.

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A Rough Time

_cold wind passes quickly, increasing tension between us._ "can you tell how many times you found here this year?" "honestly, no idea!" "maximiliano please, i speak seriously."

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Undyne time!!!!

Frisk was exited to see what exiting things she brought this time. from her bag she removed a small bottle of blue pills, and a bottle of a strange blue liquid.

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First Time Babysitter

"now, your mother said you can play for an hour, so i will tell you when your time is up. ok? he nodded and i gave him the remote and i let him play. i looked at the time on my droid. it was 6:30.

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Real Time

I sit here and it feels like you’re killing me in real time. it feels like i’m dying or i’m losing my mind. the anger doesn’t help. i can’t stop crying.

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There was no time

I try to spin it back in shape i stuff it down, i hide away i tell myself i'm fine there's no more thread, no yarn to spin no tale where one could just have been i know this feeling, it jabs my chest i'm sorry, hope i didn't waste your time

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