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Issue: 738 | 24th day of Relaxing, Y18 |
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Isca’s and Caylis’s Horoscope for Year 18
Isca can see future events in her dreams while Caylis has nightmares about disasters and misfortunes. She was vindicated after saving Maraqua but felt it was better if she lived by herself, occasionally visited by Isca). So for this issue of dreams and nightmares I thought why not have them write a horoscope for the year! Isca will dream of fortunes while Caylis will have nightmares of challenges
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Child's Dream Blue. As far as brown eyes can see. Azure. Cerulean, sapphire, aquamarine. Ultramarine. It is everywhere. It surrounds her, envelopes her, embraces her. Or is she, in fact, in the midst of it? Or is she in front of it, or... behind it?
by dewdropzz |
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Behind the Crimes: An Interview With Hubrid Nox Matilda Crabapple from the Poison Pen coming to you live from a desolate mountaintop in the Haunted Woods. We're here today in search of the notoriously evil, and scheming Hubrid Nox to find out what devilish plans he has in store for us next.Also by dark_angel_ds
by the_lady_j |
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Labor Laws of Altador: Are Workers Protected? The Altador Cup. What many consider a summertime staple, a wholesome event for the entire family to enjoy, actually harbor’s a dark secret few care to acknowledge. It happens in the open, where any can witness it. It may have happened while you were present in the room, right under your nose. It is a crime unparalleled in abhorrence and negligence.
by ironmermaidens |
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Clouds Over Cogham: Part Six Then, finally, the sound of cruel laughter. “Well, it’s no matter, my sister. That was only plan A. There’s always more to be done. And, if I remember correctly, you’ve already thought up a rather fun backup plan, haven’t you?”
by theschizophrenicpunk |
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Nightmare Masquerade: Part One Fate had been cruel to the Aisha, and she had lost everything she had ever held dear in her heart, but the cruelty had no end, for her dreams continued to haunt her. They were not dreams of sadness and loss that infiltrated her sleep.
by amethyst_81 |
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