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A father, a king, a target runs through the woods. He wears a black cloak that covers his brown, well groomed hair and short beard. It also covers the..
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Slowly, I creep into her room, carful not to wake her for if I do, their will be hell to pay. I move along the edge of her room, carful not to knock a..
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My dream that night is just like any other. I awake in the middle of millions apon millions of asteroids and comets. That stretch out as far as I can ..
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Tears fill my eyes like horses galloping so fast I can not stop them. Even though I'm used to this by now I still feel an overwhelming sadness. Someth..
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Warning: This chapter may contain some gore people may not want to read. If you do not want to read this chapter, that is fine. The story line is perf..
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All I can do is look at Inker in shock for I do not know what to do with him. I could sing a song to make him forget... but then he would have a gap i..
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A what?" I fanaly say with great effort after a long and auard scielance.
"An Angel, boy" Inker snickers "Do you really NOT know this by now? You ..
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My stomach crunches up and I feel warm, really.. really nervous those people are going to pay the price for what I did... Years ago I thought I learne..
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A boy, a thief, and something more, Samuel goes by many names, most known to him but one is not. When a strange man shows up claiming to be a demon, S..
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