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by certifiabletrash | | Description: What do you mean it's a cheap trick to break the fourth wall? Also by meowbey
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The NT's Best Secret -- Until Today!
by certifiabletrash | | Description: Country music and Aishas -- 100% guaranteed to tip the scale in your favor! Also by minnesotan |
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A Good Run for the Money
by certifiabletrash | | Description: The hand doesn't give, but it does take. Also by cloudypoogle |
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Current Weather
by certifiabletrash | | Description: A hairy situation. Also by blonde_and_lovin_it2 |
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 Zapped and Pounded
I looked around my cage. There was no way to tell if it was day or night, not in this dark, windowless space. The only furnishings the room held was a small cot and a sink in the corner. My food and water bowls were empty, not that they were very full to start with. Three stone walls surrounded me, my only connection to the outside world being through the rusty bars of the cage.
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 Duplicity: Part Eight
“You have already violated the common law once, Jeran, and however good your intentions may be, there will be dire consequences if you decide to do it again. We will not allow it.”
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 Heavy Metal
A Mote. A particle, or speck of dust. A tiny, inconsequential amount of something, usually pictured floating off to nowhere. A little bit of somethingness to punctuate the nothingness. This might be what always made me uneasy, when I thought of motes - that emphasis of space. At least, I think it was; before that day, when I started thinking something else.
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