A Yurble stole my cinnamon roll! |
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Issue: 290 | 4th day of Hunting, Y9 |
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Inspiration by c_h_e_e_z_e_s | Description: Something had changed. Instead of staring absently at the ceiling or playing around with his quill, he was scratching away like mad at the parchment in front of him... |
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Freedom "Don't worry, buddy," Donald called to me from the bleachers, noticing my nervousness. "You ace this thing every night..."
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Spheres of Influence: Part Nine Jack held his tongue for a moment. Then he leaned closer to Robin as to not be overheard. "The closest passage that leads to the surface is three levels above us," he whispered. "It would be very risky trying to reach it with these stone goons running about..."
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