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A River AfternoonA Chapter by RenéeBirds flickering here and there chattering their news.. I have a worm, I have a grub, Hey gang, heres one for you ! River running lazystrolling b.. |
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Purple Jagged MountainsA Chapter by RenéeOk as a woman sometimes u get a little harassed..its all good..lol...Purple jagged Mountains... |
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Chapter One: Cold Mornings at HomeA Chapter by ShaneBerryThe Journey Begins! |
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No LongerA Poem by persianleopardPoem of the Sahara |
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Fortune TellerA Poem by Heather ClaytonSparkle dust on my handsGlitter in my eyesLiving on the desert sandsliving with the wiseAtapestryis hangingin the little room I shareIt brings me up t.. |
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In Search of the SunA Poem by CarianneI am on a journey, spanning far and wide Acrossa land where thevillagers hide. Atop rolling waves of golden sand I endlessly travel through this .. |
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The Arab's QuandaryA Story by persianleopardThis is a story told in third-person by a factitious storyteller. For the sake of immersion, imagine yourself thrown back in time.... |
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Hurdles in DesertA Poem by MaanAll I know that I can't stop, can't stop walking.. |
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Desert of LifeA Poem by Joshua W. HarrisA rough night breeds the words of a tortured mind. |
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Desert of Kings: MagicA Book by TheGrayOutcastIt has been years since the War of the Stallion and the warmlanders have settled into their life of luxury, but in the catacombs of Cugluch, a rebelli.. |
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Chapter 1: RebootA Chapter by TheGrayOutcastChapter 1: Reboot Over the sands of the Desert of the Kings rise the ancient twisted spires of Cugluch and the famed Plated Keep. It was here, e.. |
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Chapter 2: The MarketA Chapter by TheGrayOutcastChapter 2: The Market Above the catacombs and surrounding the Plated Keep is the hubbub and clamour of Cugluch's famed commercial distri.. |
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Chapter 3: Under the KeepA Chapter by TheGrayOutcastChapter 3: Under the Keep There is a great contrast between the servant halls and the main corridors of the Plated Keep. For one, the se.. |
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The DesertA Poem by TheJordBakerMy mind burns under the midnight sun. It began, but it ended too soon. I run deeper into the desert, to forget who I am. The rays beat down like on.. |
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OasisA Poem by demuremindsWould you be my oasis as I crawl wondrously through hot desert sands? The blanket of palms, awaiting my arrival; blowing me awaywi.. |
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