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  Something Else Part 2

  

  By Moonlitnight, Carlinville, IL

  Kiaer fell into the rift by accident. There was no dip in the sand (at least no more so than any usual dip on a beach) no tears in the sky, no crashes or explosions of light and sound before he entered the other world. He was simply walking on the beach, doing his best to forget about the faults of ...
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  Something Else

  

  By Moonlitnight, Carlinville, IL

  The Risers are a group of beings dedicated to the destruction of evil. Not a specific evil. Just evil. Evil is like a weed, once it had penetrated the surface, it spreads like a dandelion. Only evil is far more dangerous than a weed. Evil betrays, lies, deceives, and kills. It will betray you, lie t...
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  Tamel's Battle Chapters 1-7

  

  By Moonlitnight, fairview, NC

  1 She was homeless. She had no family and no home. All she had were memories that continually flooded her mind and the clothes she wore. Raiders had come and burned her house and killed her parents. Her village, Pizora, was no more. Once, this ash-covered grave had been a beautiful country villag...
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  The Land of Mortals

  

  By Moonlitnight, fairview, NC

  PROLOGUE In the world of Iñiere, there is another land. A land of countries like Iñiere but filled with more beasts and creatures, all different from those that inhabit Iñiere. Some of the less noted beings of the land are called the Dancers. Beings that might resemble a human being, if you we...
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  The Agency - Italy

  

  By Moonlitnight, _, NC

  PART 1 Italy PROLOGUE I walk hurriedly down the road. Not paying so much attention to where I’m going as to what is behind me. There is a man; a bald, gigantic man that looks to be made all of muscle; the type of man in a cartoon that’d be holding a smaller guy by the neck. In the cartoon...
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  Tamél's Battle

  

  By Moonlitnight, _, NC

  1 She was homeless. She had no family and no home. All she had were memories that continually flooded her mind and the clothes she wore. Raiders had come and burned her house and killed her parents. Her village, Pizora, was no more. Once, this ash-covered grave had been a beautiful country villag...
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  On The Run

  

  By Moonlitnight, Carlinville, IL
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  Harlequin Great Dane

  

  By Moonlitnight, Carlinville, IL
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  Bengal Tiger

  

  By Moonlitnight, Carlinville, IL
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  Berlin Cathedral

  

  By Moonlitnight, Carlinville, IL
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  Butterfly Love

  

  By Moonlitnight, Carlinville, IL
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  mother and foal

  

  By Moonlitnight, Carlinville, IL