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The Dreamer of Loarne - Chapter Thi..A Chapter by Beth“Let me in! Let me see the queen!” The speaker was a ragged man, worn from having galloped many miles from the north. His horse had given out, and he walked the remainder of the way, .. |
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The Dreamer of Loarne - Chapter Thi..A Chapter by BethLyla jerked back behind the wall as Queen Rachelle emerged from the cottage before them. Brigit was behind her, and they watched as the queen began crossing the road, slipping in the mud and nearly .. |
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The Dreamer of Loarne - Chapter Thi..A Chapter by BethMother Haether’s cottage was charming, Lyla thought. Dried herbs hung from string above her single window, and her dishes were all wooden, as well as the furniture. There was a straw pallet al.. |
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The Dreamer of Loarne - Chapter Thi..A Chapter by Beth“Loarne is a city-state in the middle of the Blue Lands,” began Mother Haether. “It is a very powerful place, and yet no one knows very much about it. It is where magicians and sor.. |
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The Dreamer of Loarne - Chapter Thi..A Chapter by BethThe old man entered the courtroom of Martez. The presence of the many foul demons in the place gave him pause, and he stopped to collect his wits before proceeding to the Master. He could feel the m.. |
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The Dreamer of Loarne - Chapter Thi..A Chapter by BethThe sun was just beginning to set when Valon stopped his march. Rachelle dropped to the ground, rubbing her aching legs. They weren't traveling by road, for fear that someone from the raid on Castle.. |
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The Dreamer of Loarne - Chapter For..A Chapter by BethRachelle trudged along behind Sir Valon. Her ruined shoes slipped treacherously in the mud, and the knight offered a solicitous hand. She ignored it, and struggled up the slippery hill alone. &ld.. |
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The Dreamer of Loarne - Chapter For..A Chapter by BethIt was daytime once again, and the trio of adventurers were one day's march from the seaport of Gael. The ground under their feet sloped gently downhill, descending to sea level. Occasional gulls fl.. |
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The Dreamer of Loarne - Chapter For..A Chapter by BethMychel peered into the murky water of the bowl as Brigit finally finished stuffing the scattered items back into her pack. Her lips were moving, but the Master couldn’t hear voices in his towe.. |
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A Comment on Universal Health CareA Story by Michael MaxwellMy thoughts on the possibility of universal (government-run) health care in the U.S. |
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Avi as the Sunboy.A Story by Peabo S. Tugbangflash fiction #2 |
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fairytaleA Poem by !Brooke!<3almost every little girl always dreams of the fairytale life they want to live the life of a fairytale always wishing for it they want their prince charming their love with him forever i .. |
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not much to care aboutA Story by Molly Random... |
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Lust Love LifeA Poem by SevenLust Love Life is a poem of how I feel,...Emotion would speak if they had a voice |
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Chapter ThreeA Chapter by AJFor the second day in a row, her stomach felt queasy. Only this time, it was because she was nervous instead of sick. Staring at the reflection in the mirror, Chocolate swore she was seventeen and goi.. |
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Chapter FourA Chapter by AJChocolate blinked, and then squinted at the bright light. She didn’t remember the moonlight being quite that bright. Maybe Mathew had driven her home? She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids.. |
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[untitled]A Story by I'm FrecklesThere is a young lady who is very special Her name is Louisa and oh How her Nana likes to tease her! When she came along how proud her Grampy and Nanawere that she had arrived. When they first saw .. |
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Chapter 2A Chapter by AshleyWe pulled into the parking lot of the daycare. I pushed the rusty door open and ran through the parkinglot dodging the cars. I felt the rain pelting on my face wondering how bad the weather would .. |
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Behind Those Bars I Can Hear Them S..A Poem by CatastropheThey said he killed her but he never stood up to deny it he never asked for pity brought up in a home of violence He's father; sentenced to death for the murder of his mom he always hated him .. |
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Images Reflecting My TruthA Poem by CatastropheSo what am I searching for? Im sitting in this hole, surrounded by darkness and water And all I see is my reflection Its so distorted yet beautiful How can I see in the dark, you ask I am the d.. |
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