short-story
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Crowziel
A single ominous bat-like black demonic wing and a radiant dove-white angelic wing would have been glorious for Crowziel, but perhaps not suitable for a human envelope™. She didn’t know… Read more.
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Benjamin
“Ben, we found it.” Carol shouted from the other side of the camp. Benjamin emerged from his nap with a dry mouth. It had been three days since they arrived… Read more.
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Alex
Alex noticed the guy immediately—how could they not? For three weeks in a row, he’d shown up at the Laughing Pie with a different woman on his arm. The pub… Read more.
Soryn Nobody 