My Stories
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The wooden door opened wide enough that the bell it was attached too rung throughout the room. A few heads in the small cozy space turned to give the entrance a cursory glance. Not a single pair of eyes bothered to linger to
2600 words, 1 comment,
August 3, 2007
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The night air was cool against the travelers face, what little of it was not covered by his ebony hooded cloak. It had been raining all night long, as was apparent by the dampn
1300 words, 1 comment,
August 26, 2004. In <200 lines
My Poetry
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400 words,
June 4, 2006. In 0, 0, 23
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“Humph, perhaps I over did things a bit,” his deep rich musical tones rang out through the great hall as he started to re-sheath his sword.
100 words, 2 comments,
November 7, 2005. In 0, 0, 23
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I try not to betray my conscious state as you creep into my room as silently as possible. Moments later I feel your hand glide over my thighs underneath the bla
100 words, 2 comments,
November 7, 2005. In 0, 0, 16
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