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Week - 752

The Monster Inside
by spidermanfan234
Description: “I have a riddle for you, Master.

Do you think that you can solve it?”


 
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Make Your Own Undead Army with F.V. Shmoobenduffle!
In this guide, you too can learn the essentials of ruling your own army of the awakened dead.

Also by homsar_eggplant.

by parody_ham


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Night Terrors of the Darkest Kind
Fyora let out a scream as she was jolted from her sleep. Her back was as stiff as a board as she sat up. Her chest heaved with every pant as she felt the sweat rolling down her face. She slowly began to lift herself up out of the bed as her eyes adjusted to the faint lights of an Altadorian night filtering in through the window.

by rocksysmom

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The Ardors and Agonies of Witchcraft: Part Two
The next morning, Seneca made up for her leisurely first day by spending hours upon hours at Alless’s command. Seneca turned pages while Alless read and tried not to die of boredom, she grabbed whatever ingredients were needed and tossed them into the cauldron, and once she was even called upon to run down to the market and buy pickled Techos’ feet

by hybatsu

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100 Ghost Stories
One night in Shenkuu a group of four pets were sitting around a fire and telling ghost stories. The thought was that if they told one hundred stories that they would be able to summon a ghost. It was already late and they had told a few stories already, but now the darkness was really setting in...

by greenj12356

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Chasing Treasure: Part Three
They made sail under the last fringes of darkness, the rosy hue of dawn leeching into the sky above them. Bannok gripped the helm with white knuckled fingers and focussed on staying awake and vertical. Sam could handle the rest of the ship himself, and Niettah - so long as she wasn't getting in the way, that was all Bannok needed.

by aethelar



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