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From the maze to now
Our wise gods were reimagined as cruel despots, and our nation became remembered as ever-prideful atlantis. what they didn't take they tainted, and we became the anthesis of the so called enlightened, pious western world.
This-solving...
Only time will tell our stories, we just have to keep on, reimagining everything, long as we can blink...
The Servant Cat
A bit of a neil gaiman-esque reimagining of the "puss in boots" fairy tale just a note, that i am open for commissions if anybody is asking =3 the boy was filled with greed.
Weapon - Awakening
Well my brain reimagined the plot and story and its beginning again now with one hundred percent more fox!
A Virtual Wish, Chapter Four
I can't help but grimace as i reimagine the pain from the past few minutes. "who hacked it?" cain appears to not have gotten the same message. "who do you think?
Kween Karen Lays an Egg (Ouch!)
After the egg had hatched, queen coral decided to help curb the hype, and write her own "more accurate" reimagining of the events in her glamorized scroll _the super perfect, sparkly day i had princess orca_.
Tragedies Written Under a Midnight Sun - Chapter 2: Heartbeats and Heartstrings (A Sonic Fanfiction)
Frostfire trembled as she reimagined what she had done before. loud cheers can be heard from the crowd as frostfire began to play. manic started smirking as he started to dance a little, just to show frostfire how awesome she is.
August 7 - Let’s go to the Beach! - Second Part
When i felt the board slightly rise up, i reimagined how tora stood up and tried to do it myself. somehow, i was able to do it, but then the wave got higher and before i knew it, i returned to the beach lying face up on the water.
The Lead Crown: Epilogue, Part 4
Eventually the time came when he approached sister aurelie in a painful reimagining of when he had said his goodbyes all the years past.
Will You Serve
More like i was finding whole new ways to imagine myself, or reimagine, or whatever the life-coaching gurus called it. i felt a strange combination of exhausted and exhilarated.
A Matter of Perspective
He'd reimagined the kitchen as a study in carnage. many-coloured spice patterned the room, like a poet's mind had exploded. and there, following a cosmic rule known only to the gods of comedy, sat beardy's erstwhile curry, unharmed.