Part 16 - A Steady Recovery

#17 of razor fang **part 16 - a steady recovery** it's been a few days now since the incident at school. the huge slimy thing that i defeated bare-handed. mom had taken me to the hospital to find out if i were going to be alright.

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Journal Entry, First Day

Today, around 12:20 p.m., I was assisting my stepfather and mother with some digging and re-shuffling of soil in the backyard of their beautiful home in Eastfield. It was good, honest work that any ready, healthy fur has more than capable means of...

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Waning Heart Ch. 3 - Therapy

Talking your problems and feelings through is an important step of recovery~" she was right... i did have a lot of problems... but it didn't matter right now, none of it mattered.

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Untitled

Unlocking all the magic of Bette Davis Eyes and what glam it takes to make a pro blush is no surprise to the up and coming starlit manchild tonight primping herself for a beautiful date with destiny as time now stands still and all the fur in the...

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Caged Balloons - chapter 4

P.O.V. Dae [Me] So thats why you were running. [Helix] Yeah. So, where are we going? [Me] We're going to my place. Luckily, you only have a broken rib. Youll heal in no time. [Zach] As a matter of fact, here we are! We pull out to...

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Recovery..

_© All characters and storylines surrounding these characters belong to me, Eben Black.._ --- _Where am I?_ What had happened? I was enveloped in a blanket of darkness. Thick, blackened shadows covered my vision, while my body felt like I...

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Recovery

* * * recovery by floralfur anorith just lay there as she slowly began to open her eyes. she had no idea what had happen or how she ended up here. she could hear noises from somewhere but didn't now where.

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Recovery

Trying to rekindle my passion for writing and music so this is the first step to my own recovery of passion. featuring my boyfriend's fursona, marcus mooney.

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Recovery

We can help push, to help control the recovery. did you bring your keys?" i patted the pocket of my pants, making the keys jingle, then remembered something that michael had told me about his garb for medsoc. "i'd taken pockets for granted.

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Recovery

Her recovery felt great and now she can appreciate all that are around her. the doe has been through a lot but now she has the feeling of having the heart of a lion and the knowledge and wit of an elder.

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Recovery

Because then you can share your story of how the chains didn't hold you back, to inspire someone of your recovery from when your world was cast in black.

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Dive. [Poem]

Grab my hand hold me close, whisper that I'm yours. Break apart every wall, break in all the doors. Long ago my heart, it felt, a longing for your presence. But down the road, when progress slowed, I learned life's little lesson. Upon the top, at...

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