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She was a fairy-tailer, a girl caught up in dreams of
princes and wishes falling like leaves from the trees. Every morning she would
ask the bird if..
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A Chapter by Archia
It is a simple thing to wrap your hands around a child’s
neck, to hold them as the child lacks effort to move, to watch as feeling
leaves ..
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A Chapter by Archia
Mind slurred in thought he sat, ticking over the numbers
in his head. Numbers that meant little,
just numbers. He had spoken aloud once, sharing
th..
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A Chapter by Archia
When someone has gained more than you without effort, do
you have a right to dislike them?
It was a shrink test on the internet. I clicked and the..
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She’s dancing, twirling in a rhythm which can only be
called as hypnotic. I’m stuck to her, transfixed by the skirt gliding around
her b..
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She was young
and golden, a shining beacon in a candlelit room. It was as if every mind was
drawn to her; the lighthouse in a room. If it only were ..
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When you close her eyes at night you wonder where the
world will take you. Some nights you sail the seven seas and some you dance
with fairies. Toni..
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You’ve killed someone. There could be all this prelude
into how this happened but it doesn’t change the fact of it. You’ve killed
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The equation just didn’t add up. Looking at it no one
thought it was possible at all but somehow it had to be right. It was truly a
cause for ..
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