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6 There was no time to react, nowhere to run, and it was over in the blink of an eye. A dagger protruded from betwixt her eyebrows..

7 Sweat dotted his furrowed brow as tremors began to break out in his muscles and at first I had chalked it up to blood..

The wind didn’t even have the chance to touch me, I was nothing but a blur as I ran back along the rear of the building to the parked vehicle, R..

There is one main highway that travels down the center of the arm that makes up Cape Cod and although it wasn’t quite Tourist season, there shou..

10 Quicksilver was so named after an ancient settlers prize-winning racehorse that had won its master enough gold to purchase the entire se..

This is for a contest.

It was a beautiful day for hunting...

Let me explain this real f*****g slow...

This is for a dream contest. Since my dreams are usually messed up royally, I made my dream into coherent story-like form.

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