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It's hard to believe that you and me,used to fight over an insignificant treeIn the playground when we were innocentbefore I began my bitter descentin..
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'Twas the end of my lifewhen I saw your faceYouthful, unblemished yet eyes of great ageLeaning into your strong embrace,I was finally safeYou took my ..
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The
Thorn King sat before his subjects on his throne of oak. It was not the
polished, beautiful ornament that any other king would sit upon. The woo..
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Once
Prince Aulom was gone, the Thorn King dismissed the few of his subjects who had
sat through the whole meeting and watched them all hurry throug..
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The Thorn King could not sleep. The moon was high in the dark sky, the wind whistled and rain pelted down on his windows but it was not the noisy at..
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Grainne
sat upright and silent next to her fiancé, Lord Finn, watching the other guests
as they conversed with each other over their dinner. ..
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Aynia was bathing in her lake. She
was not worried about being seen, hardly anyone came to her sacred place as
they knew it was hers to be alone and..
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Aynia was missing. She usually returned sometime after the moon had risen unless it was full. It was not full tonight but it was glowing brightly in..
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Grainne
lay awake in her bed listening as Lord Finn snored grotesquely by her side.
They had not had intimate relations �" that would be..
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The
once King of Darkwell paced around his cell, a cell in the dungeon of his own
castle. Tomorrow they would punish him, with what he did not know ..
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