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Literature
Sharp-Eyed
Extract from the personal journal of Lancejack Johnswort Swifteye, formerly of the Fur and Foot Fighters Border Patrol— The first day of spring has come and gone. The days grow warmer and longer as we leave winter further behind—the Winter of the Sweeping Mists, by Abbey reckoning. By my own reckoning it was the Winter of Abject Misery. For six seasons I have marched with the Fur and Foot Fighters Border Patrol, that intrepid unit that keeps watch on the region where Mossflower meets the sand dunes by the Western Sea. Most of my comrades were Salamandastron hares, but with the border patrol’s proximity to the forest, they had plenty of use for squirrels like myself. Like many of my kind I am sharp of eye and handy with a bow, and between my childhood of helping in the Abbey Infirmary and my later training under Lieutenant Lagsworth, I had the skills to make myself useful as a healer as well. It all came to an abrupt and inglorious end last winter, when a Galloper from the Long
All
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Literature
Sharp-Eyed
Extract from the personal journal of Lancejack Johnswort Swifteye, formerly of the Fur and Foot Fighters Border Patrol— The first day of spring has come and gone. The days grow warmer and longer as we leave winter further behind—the Winter of the Sweeping Mists, by Abbey reckoning. By my own reckoning it was the Winter of Abject Misery. For six seasons I have marched with the Fur and Foot Fighters Border Patrol, that intrepid unit that keeps watch on the region where Mossflower meets the sand dunes by the Western Sea. Most of my comrades were Salamandastron hares, but with the border patrol’s proximity to the forest, they had plenty of use for squirrels like myself. Like many of my kind I am sharp of eye and handy with a bow, and between my childhood of helping in the Abbey Infirmary and my later training under Lieutenant Lagsworth, I had the skills to make myself useful as a healer as well. It all came to an abrupt and inglorious end last winter, when a Galloper from the Long
Featured
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Thaumaverse
12 deviations
Literature
meet nylah
When Riley first starts hearing scratching beneath his bed, he doesn’t think much of it. It’s probably mice, and he doesn’t mind mice. Auntie or Sarah might make a fuss or move him out of his room or clean everything out, and that’s a little more trouble than he can comfortably wrap his head around. The mice were probably here first anyway.
Besides, if Auntie finds out about the mice then she’ll set traps, and the thought of having dead mice under his bed makes Riley queasy.
Except
It’s not mice.
Riley finds out that it’s not mice because he finds a couple of dead ones by the dresser, and the scra
SDverse
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My Hero Academia
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The-IBBA
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Literature
Severed: Chapter 2
Miles from Greenvale, past sparsely populated farmland, hills, and small towns, lay Cloverton. It was a large city, quite larger than the one to which Monev and her young charge had fled. It attracted many Severed and repelled many more, for the same reason.
The Claw.
It was a simple name for a group with simple goals.
A long-abandoned asylum at the edge of town made up their headquarters. Mortals avoided it. Many demons sought to see it destroyed. The few that did not were usually members themselves.
It had grown a bit in the last few years, when the group opened its doors to demons. Before then, it had been a ragtag band of Severed
Severed
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Shadowsage
7 deviations
Literature
Todd Chapter 5
Steadying himself on the bedpost, Todd took a tentative, wobbly step forward. Woodbine hovered near him, making sure the squirrel didn't fall.
"It's strange," he mused, half to himself. "Other than some cuts and bruises, I wasn't so injured the first time this happens, that I can remember. Now I feel like I've been hacked to pieces, chewed up and spit out."
"It weren't a halfscore beasts you fought then," Woodbine reasoned. "And you were mayhap ten or eleven seasons then. They would've been slower if they were surprised. Or they didn't want to kill you, only bring you back."
"Why would they want that?"
The little rabbit shrugged. "Slaves
Fanfics and Misc. Original fiction
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Literature
Ultimate OC Adventure Meme
THE ULTIMATE OC ADVENTURE MEME!
RULES
1. Don't look at the questions before you fill this out! That's cheating!
2. Tag three people (or more) at the end of this meme and you'll get a cookie.
3. Try not to skip any questions!
4. Have fun!
5. Fill out the forms below:
CHOOSE EIGHT ORIGINAL CHARACTERS:
1. Darian Fell
[Male, human, 15. An orphan of war, whose home is destroyed when he is fourteen years old. He owes his life to Deuce, but hates him more than anything.]
2. Deuce
[Male, human jinx. He escaped Hell through circumstances that remain a mystery, even to him. Currently he exists as a spirit within Darian, taking over when he s
Memes and Bases
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Good Omens
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Scraps
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