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my everythingThat thing you do, Makes me go crazy, Just the thought of you, Makes my sight hazy.my everything
I am scared, Frightened to tell you the truth, I feel impaired, I'm losing this innocence of youth.
You are my everything, Even though I might have given you a headstart, I feel as though I can take wing, And fly into your heart.
by ~jonahtn
Chapter 2 - The Cynkii ClanChapter 2 - The Cynkii ClanChapter 2 - The Cynkii Clan
Mystique could not remove the images of Trinn from her mind, but she knew she could not regain ownership without help.
"Liliuh, I missed you so much boy," she said softly. Liliuh shook his head and made a short whinny. Mystique removed her hood from her head and revealed her blonde hair. The Forest of Hope was almost
visible now, and she was very curious as to what her old friends were up to. It's been 10 years, she thought, I wonder how much has changed.. Liliuh stopped in front of the Forest allowing the wind to blow around them. "This is it, Liliuh," she stated, "My home..
by ~jonahtn
Chapter 1 - Lost Identity"I'll take the golden one," Cherrin said with a grin on her face. "Very good choice, madam. That'll be 50 Gold."Chapter 1 - Lost Identity
"What do you take me for, an imcompatent peasant? That ring is not worth more than 20 Gold!" Cherrin lost control of her anger. "Miss, the prices are final! Do you want me to call the guards?" The Jeweler grew angry with her. With his hands on his hips he said, "Hmmmm? Is that the way you want it?" Cherrin could not tolerate him anymore. She grabbed him by the shirt closer to her almost pulling him off his feet.
"Gimme the ring and no one will be hurt. Especially you, you're on my last strand of nerv
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Cloud hung low on the horizon mixed with the smoke of burning villages and farmsteads. Maeve Firehair looked across the valley towards the great gaunt fortress that crowned the opposite peak. 'Castle Gabhran, my ancestral home,' said Mircalla the Mage. 'My ancestors built it to be impregnable and now that Drow bitch Phasire and her troops hold it. I curse my brother that opened the gates to her!' Firehair turned with a click of her dragon-scale plate armour. 'He was entranced; and anyway he's paid the
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