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A normal morning in Harrow City doesn't exist. There is always something that happens to make the day "out of the ordinary", but most just go about as if the day is just any otby malintir 1100 words, 2 comments, on Nov 2 6:57 AM 2005. In <200 lines, Fiction, Horror, Spiritual
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'I won't wait forever...'
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Tir smiled and slowly closed his eyes, holding back his tears of utter joy. He had expected the question, though, but it had caught him off guard on this day. The angel slowly
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Blade, Slash, and Render were their names. The best of the best, the toughest of them all, nobody dared to cross them. There they all sat, in Rustle’s little bar, all sitting i
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"What!? -- Nonsense!" Sir Beauregard Sanctum stated with a gruff and deep exhalation through his nostrils, slamming his sliver goblet on his oaken table. This was a common sigh
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You call it murder, while I call it sanctuary. I am a savior, though today I am on trial as if I am the devil himself. It is true that I admit to killing Segio Murid, but it is
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When you fall in Hell,
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“Where is everyone?” Jacobin asked me, pacing back and forth nervously across the battered hardwood floor. I sighed and shook my head, leaning back in my makeshift chair, snort
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Xavier City Police Department: Tuesday, June 23rd; 8:39am
“Johnson, I’d like to see you in my office.” Captain Jared’s voice called out to me across the hall. I spun my chai -
A loud muffled noise came from under Corpse’s scarf as he slept. He was sitting in his usual rocking chair, rocking back in forth as he rested his weary body. Corpse, what an o
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