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Lucero replied to the thread Private The Lonely Heart is a Hunter.Lucero's jaw dropped at his insinuation that she hadn't healed him but had instead engaged in passion with him. She whirled, her dark... -
There was a thrill of being in a fight like this, always lurking in the shadows and waiting for when someone's guard was down did feel... -
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The faltering of Lucero’s confidence was not good, not if the lie was to have any weight when it was sweetly spoken so… there was a fear... -
Solitude replied to the thread Open Welcome to Barrow Falls.There was a thrill of being in a fight like this, always lurking in the shadows and waiting for when someone's guard was down did feel... -
“We won’t have time to break away, even if one of us stays. There’s too many.” “That’s—” good measure between Osytha and a scurrying...
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There was a panic in her throat, and anger in her belly. Overwhelming emotions ripped through her, just as her blade ripped through the...
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~AGATHA~ He watched her set about business with a still face that read as heavy or intense to some, but all it was, was his facial... -
~AGATHA~ He watched her set about business with a still face that read as heavy or intense to some, but all it was, was his facial... -
Walter Thornley replied to the thread Open Future in the Fog.~AGATHA~ He watched her set about business with a still face that read as heavy or intense to some, but all it was, was his facial... -
1st of Griham, 351 E.O.D, Altalusia Marshlands. The padded drumming of the horse hooves rushed across the slick, sodden soil of the... -
The marshlands did not breathe. That was the first thing Momoshiro noticed as he crossed another stretch of waterlogged earth...
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The land was dying. One needn't have eyes to see the devastation left behind by passing armies. The voices upon the wind spoke in...
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Out in the marshlands, once darkness fell, if felt so much like home, in a terrible way that he could not truly describe, because half...
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Trekking through marshy wet lands was never a breeze, regardless of the situation. There was ground that went to soft, fog that covered...
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The sun traveled with Aelius. He never truly noticed how sunlight almost always managed to pry its way through whatever clouds hung...
