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I Was My ImaginaryA Poem by IvyI was chained in a changeling body for some time. At day, I wrote A-minus reverie essays and at night, I dripped from my petals and sang pollen fr.. |
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Changeling - Part 1A Chapter by CaramelI knew I wanted to do something about a changeling, but this was really made up as I went a long... no exaduration. |
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Girl, Exchanged: PrologueA Chapter by Jay C.H.Laura. |
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Girl, ExchangedA Book by Jay C.H.Gail and Laura have become fast friends during their stay in inpatient treatment together. Soon after their release, Gail must contend with the underg.. |
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Girl, Exchanged: Chapter OneA Chapter by Jay C.H.Released |
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Moonlight dance...A Poem by PixieblueI'm in the mood for a good fantasy animal, i want to know what it would feel to change into a wolf, like a shape shifter. As your bones break to form .. |
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The Misadventures of Tyler the Mage and her Magica..A Book by Erin WinterA dysfunctional mage and her dysfunctional friends go through a whole lot of chaos, especially with a spoon-losing wizard and a pixie on the warpath, .. |
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Chapter One: Not AgainA Chapter by Erin WinterWhy is it always the furniture? And three days away from the start of training season. Can Tyler find Christine (and her furniture) before time runs o.. |
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Chapter Two: Enter the PixiesA Chapter by Erin WinterIn the search for Cybill and the missing furniture, Tyler the Mage and her friends run into the pixies. |
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FlyingA Poem by Janna RuusuvuoriA poem, song or story about the struggles of the unbelonging |
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I was once a changeling child.A Poem by the penumbraI am a changeling childmyosotis woven delicately though my haira crown of thorns placed upon my head,clovers stick between my toesrough soles caked wi.. |
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Raven Rose and the Blackwood OrphanageA Book by jahollandLosing everything she loves, Raven is forced to live in the orphanage. She not only finds who she really is but also discovers some of the best friend.. |
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Forget LoveA Story by Dragor KingThe pony has lost his memories. Left to himself, he wanders the streets of Canterlot. Despite his misfortune, he finds his ‘one and only’... |
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The ChangelingA Poem by Robin GoodfellowPrayers amongst the coldash-strickenskies.I saw you thereweaving pretty liesalong edges of night,with all your hellish plights,as you lose sight,of yo.. |
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