Category: In Our Worlds (Fantasy)
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Our Worlds 004 – Chapter 03
They couldn’t have known about all that, could they? It was surely just the rambling of commoners.
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Our Worlds 04 – Chapter 02: Not Miserable
What’s the worst that could happen? They take the children again?
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Our Worlds 04 – Chapter 01: Rightful
This guest touched on something that gnawed at Yu. He felt it too, in the back of his mind. The rightful family…
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Our Worlds: Chapter 26 – The Stain
It was time they left to rest up. Humpty wanted to leave. Where were they? Why was this music so loud?
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Our Worlds: Chapter 01 – Unbound (Revised)
Someone like Sighth was rarely seen moving slowly in the night, but then again, he was rarely ever seen.
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The Seventh Chapter – Young Volition
The table was full of cut up fruit. On plates were sliced crunchos, wedges of red citranges, palm-crunchos cut open in half, pink tangoes, and bunches of dark blue plops. Meats and breads were harder to come by, but it didn’t matter. Sweet foods were the best. At the end of the table stood a…
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The Sixth Chapter – Grey
“Weren’t you scared?” Vison stared at Scaplo, a little petrified at hearing the griffin’s ordeal. “A little,” Scaplo seemed nonchalant. “But that’s just what happens on duty.” “But they hurt you,” the young boy protested. “And they tied you up.” Arthor rolled his eyes at his little brother’s gentleness. Was he always such a worry…
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The Fifth Chapter – A Ride to a Far World
The old man didn’t want to sign my travel log. I told him, as I’m required to, that Courier Griffins promise to reimburse – that means to pack back – any travel fees accumulated – or built up. He understood what I was saying. He told me he sold pumpjacks at the Hurley Agora. I…
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The Fourth Chapter – The Travels
“It’s remarkable.” Scaplo continued. “I never seen anywhere like it.” Young Vison sat upon the grass, eyes wide with anticipation. Young Arthor, his older brother, did not care much. He was only there because it had been too long since their old neighbor, Scaplo, had come back to town. Arthor slouched on the trunk of…
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The Third Chapter – Fruits
The march through the woods was quick. Everybody moved together, but faster than the usual pace. It seemed everyone was nervous. And so they should be. It was not a good thing, what they were gonna do. But they were just kids and they wanted to see. The kids got to the edge of town…
Diaries of the Moonlight Hours 