Cory (Oblivion Kitty God) and I's joint effort. 
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“What by the Gods are you doing to me?” hissed Avalon.1 / Amalia sighed as she tightened her grip on Avalon. “Please mistress, hold still.”
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This is the one to read. The other two were messed up

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A long, graceful hand snaked out of a cerulean blue sleeve, one finger tapped rapidly against the arm of a massive wooden chair. The torches cast shadows across the pale skin.1 / A cloak cove
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Whetu watched as Avalon rested quietly. The spell she had cast over the girl would keep her calm even through her dreams. Though it would n2000 words, 6 comments, on May 27 12:43 PM. In Fantasy
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The structure to which Brysen lead the companions was crudely put together. The boards were worn and so weathered that parts of them were s2700 words, on Jun 26 11:36 AM
