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Natalie was back at the bridge. Her bag lay on the ground at her feet. She was afraid to cross the bridge, afraid of what was on the other side. Her legs collapsed beneath her as the tears started. “I don’t belong here.” Sheby Thorn-on-the-Rose 1600 words, 6 comments, on Jul 2 8:57 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Love (sort of)
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“Get up.” A loud knocking rang out in Natalie Boyd’s bedroom. This voice, however, was much different than the one she was used to. It was kind, and friendly. A voice Natalie liked to respond to. Today there was traces of paby Thorn-on-the-Rose 5200 words, 4 comments, on Jun 22 8:19 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Love (sort of)
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“She’s pretty out of it.” Natalie heard the unfamiliar voices talking about her, but she was still to weak to open her eyes. “What happened?”1 / “Demons.” This voice Natalie recognized, but sheby Thorn-on-the-Rose 1400 words, 1 comment, on Jun 19 4:57 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Love (sort of), Pain
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The next morning, however, Natalie felt only a tenth of the connection with Chase, if that. She woke up in a daze. She rolled over on her side before she realized that this was not her bad. And how she hoped it was. She pusheby Thorn-on-the-Rose 1700 words, 1 comment, on Jun 18 5:38 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Love (sort of)
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The lady at the front desk had been very alarmed when two teenagers had walked into her hotel, dripping wet and shivering violently.1 / “Oh, my!” she had said, circling around the desk and comingby Thorn-on-the-Rose 1800 words, 3 comments, on Jun 16 4:06 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Love (sort of)
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Natalie shivered, it was very cold in the forest. Rain gently fell through the trees, soaking her to the bone. A breeze lifted the leaves on the branches, Natalie shivered and pulled her jacket tighter across her shoulders. Hby Thorn-on-the-Rose 1400 words, 4 comments, on Jun 16 4:02 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Love (sort of)
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Many miles away from where Natalie sat, sat a man. Across from this man sat another. Both men sat ridged, and both were edgy. One of the men was very old, he had gray hair which was laced with it’s former bronze color. This mby Thorn-on-the-Rose 1000 words, 3 comments, on Jun 16 3:55 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Love (sort of)
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1 / “Get up!” a loud knocking rang out in Natalie Boyd’s bedroom. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, “Are you up?” her mother snapped throughby Thorn-on-the-Rose 2300 words, 12 comments, on Jun 16 3:51 PM 2008. In Dark, Fantasy, Fiction, Love (sort of)
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