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Morrigan was bad at sitting still, especially when there wasn’t food or drink to distract her. She and Athyne had stopped along the smoothby IrishYndina 2700 words, 25 comments, on Mar 23 1:27 PM 2008. In Fantasy, Fiction, Novel in progress
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by IrishYndina 3300 words, 7 comments, on Mar 21 12:45 PM 2008. In Adult, Fantasy, Fiction, Novel in progress
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Lykoi woke early in the morning to the smell of frying meat, straw from his mattress, and the comfortable scent of his own dried sweat. Thby IrishYndina 2100 words, 24 comments, on Dec 16 2:08 PM 2007. In Fantasy, Fiction, Novel in progress
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Lykoi was not surprised that he couldn’t sleep. The combination of the night’s excitement and an unfamiliar bed couldn’t help but work agaby IrishYndina 1500 words, 23 comments, on Oct 25 10:15 PM 2007. In Fantasy, Fiction, Novel in progress
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~1500 words. Part 3 of a continuing story.by IrishYndina 1500 words, 13 comments, on Sep 18 3:55 PM 2007. In Fantasy, Fiction, Novel in progress
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The air outside was chill, and smelled strongly of the coming winter. It made Lykoi Taimon glad to be indoors. The tavern, called the Redby IrishYndina 1900 words, 62 comments, on Jul 1 4:17 PM 2006. In Fantasy, Fiction, Novel in progress
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Of all races ever known or guessed to exist, black elves are decidedly the worst. They feed on terror and blood, as normal mortals surviveby IrishYndina 1800 words, 32 comments, on Sep 11 12:29 AM 2005. In Fantasy, Fiction, Novel in progress, Other
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