01 - One Job

tock added. "just one!" "get in!" tick continued. "get out!" tock echoed. "get on with your life!" the two brother's said in tandem. "but nooo," tick scolded, "you just had to stop and steal the shiny!"

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Let gentle be the hands.doc

So gently let us guide the hands of fate as we wend our winding way to the dancing tock-tick of time_ .

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Inside myself

No one can help me \*tick tock tick tock\*...?

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A Long Drop

Tick, tock, tick, tock." with each little tick-tock, the mouse felt the weight more and more as a physical thing on his back.

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Time Beats. Hearts tick. - medium poem

Tick tock. tick tock. why does time make noise? does the heart hear the time? will forever have a sound? will the heart feel it, hear it, know it? thum thump. thum thump. can time hear the heart beating? does it know when the heart is yearning?

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What You Mean to Me, Chapter 9

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock... and just like that, it was done.

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08 - Mask of Courage

"looks a lot like the other red dragons," tock echoed. "it's him," green river assured them. "i've been a lot closer than the rest of you to him." "as you were running away," tock chuckled and his brother's smirk mirrored his own.

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A Striped Tail Chapter 1: Tick Tock

tock. thus ended the tick, as the average watch has quite a difficult time keeping time, when submerged underwater. part of it's inner workings simply says 'to hell with this!'

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Prologue (Unnamed series)

tock. tick. tock. over and over, in precise precision. the kind that wasp brought. perfect sync, perfect timekeeping. yes. that was the answer. of course. _i will do something about it. i will bring order.

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Didn't

tock. tick. tock. the clock tries to keep going. the clock that waits for no one. i didn't know how to reach. i didn't know how to tell you.. i didn't know the cruelness of this thing called love.

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03 - R&R

"mayhaps we should go with to chaperone," tock sniggered as he too stepped to the floor. "fine," river snorted, "you can be my wingponies." tick and tock made sounds of mutually offended dismissal, then both answered, "we shall see."

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06 - Observations

Then, once all agreed they were ready, the tick-tock brothers began to gather up the red and orange energies for their spell.

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