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It all comes squeezed tight. Strong. Wanting and welcoming. She draws him in. More and more with each ply of his finger, then fingers... -
Wet. Sabinian is uncomfortably wet, his robes getting caught on the stream, Midnight's rampage having splashed him well on his chest and...
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Lucero replied to the thread Private Angels Do Not Tread Here [M].Rabbits are hunted by everyone. Lucero's brows furrowed, her smile fell, the hopeful cheerfulness she normally used as a mask crumbled... -
Sabinian replied to the thread Private An Antidote for All Abnegations.Wet. Sabinian is uncomfortably wet, his robes getting caught on the stream, Midnight's rampage having splashed him well on his chest and... -
Helena replied to the thread Private Snow Melt.Knelt by the river, Helena uncorked the waterskins. Felt the cool run rush there against her bones. How its kiss, like another layer of... -
Black glass, gleamed inside his mind. All that obsidian, crunched and churned. Volcanic mirrors cracked and rolled. Dust that glimmered... -
Walter Thornley reacted to Momoshiro's post in the thread Private Tindercreek and Tillvale with
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For a little while, Momo simply looked at the girl, his warm smile remaining exactly where it had been. There was nothing threatening in... -
Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].It all comes squeezed tight. Strong. Wanting and welcoming. She draws him in. More and more with each ply of his finger, then fingers... -
“I think you’ve already done irreparable damage to the Common Tongue. I’m not sure abridging it will save us now.” “Aye, well,” awkward... -
Momoshiro replied to the thread Private Tindercreek and Tillvale.For a little while, Momo simply looked at the girl, his warm smile remaining exactly where it had been. There was nothing threatening in...
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Momoshiro reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Private Tindercreek and Tillvale with Like.
"We's we. Me and my-family. People in old armors came, they took what the Tindercreek have. Lasted them half a year, over the winter...
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Verity reacted to Krava'quiloor's post in the thread Private The Roe of Stranger Tides with
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The tide receded. She missed that place, where the tribe operated on a gruff, efficient logic that didn't have time for pretences or the... -
Osytha replied to the thread Private [M] The Carousel of Hearts.That dark aperture waxes, welcoming Rois’ eager flight into its arms. It swallows up the big man’s agitated frame and he’s gone, leaving... -
Karken reacted to Alouette D’aureville's post in the thread Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still with
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For a moment, Ketyl's hands doesn't budge off of Lou's shoulder, lingering for a second more before the weight is lifted off of her... -
The Vagrant reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Private Tindercreek and Tillvale with Like.
"We's we. Me and my-family. People in old armors came, they took what the Tindercreek have. Lasted them half a year, over the winter...
