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Bonekin, The Keeper Of The Library: *Assumed Fae. N/A. Indeterminate. *5’4. Humanoid. Semitransparent grey film over blue-grey flesh and white b..
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Welcome, stranger.Have you a moment to listen to a tale? You do! Brilliant! Well, friend, pull up a chair, pour yourself some jokobos, and let me tell..
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Welcome, stranger. Have you a moment to listen to a tale? You do! Brilliant! Well, friend, pull up a chair, pour yourself some jokobos, and let me tel..
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My spirit is a fawn, a creature of beauty and graceblackened by fire and despair,hind legs and back bent and broken, limbs lameand dragging on the gro..
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When the world comes alive,humankind will perish.The fires of Purgatory will burn and brand,the Styx will rise and drown the landall that they worked ..
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A faint breeze stirred the drooping leaves of the stunted trees, the dry, grey-green foliage making a faint slithering sound that melded with the chim..
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Blindness
Blind, waiting, listening
intently. A crown of hills cradle a quiet valley, shaded and melancholy...
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Amaral, The Demoness’ Forkman: *Human. Male. 33yo. *6’6. Solid build. Angular face. Blonde hair bleached white by sun. Green eyes. Heavily..
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I had hoped, with no small fibre of my being, that whatever soul light or darkness that hung within my corpse might see fit to let me try again. Twel..
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Time, a river, flows past us,Scattering theleaves of fate.Open my heart, see effect and cause,Entrust yourself to me, and letThe winds of Faith your w..
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