Dividend We Stand

I know this isn't very long but its midnight anyway i watched a civil war reenactment and this idea popped into my head about the america civil war. what if the war was about furs instead of colored people?

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The Legend of Animor

Prologue Cries of the two armies rang out through the city as they clashed for control. There was one person in royal blue and gold trim Senate robes that is looking down at the battle while frowning in disgust, his pure white wings folded behind his...

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musket: chapter one,

CHAPTER ONE: VICTOR It was a cloudy morning. the weather obviously didn't care whether or not the meteorologist predicted a sunny day. victor had gotten up earlier and was just about to head out the door when he saw the sky. as he was thinking, he...

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musket prologue: chapter 5

**joshua,** **deserter, 7th regiment, minnesota** **somewhere between minnesota and wisconsin,** **november 16th, 1862** **susan,** **i can absolutely not take it any longer. i am coming home. i am writing this on the last scrap of paper that i...

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musket prologue: chapter 2

**joshua** **union, 7th regiment, Minnesota,** **Fort ridgely,** **september 23, 1862** **dear susan,** **i have killed an anthro. i have asked god for forgiveness and i hope he accepts. i now know that when in a battle, your reflexes directly...

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musket prologue: chapter 4,

susan townsfolk, seamstress, wisconsin october 6th, 1862 dear joshua, i have some grave news to tell you, last week your father had fallen gravely ill. it would take all of his strength to sit up only to have to be carried like a pup just to sit....

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musket prologue: chapter 3,

joshua union, 7th regiment, minnesota camp release, october 5th 1862 thank you for sending those lemons for me. however i have something to tell you.i am enraged! i have just found out that the money we receive may not be able to be used home! this...

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musket prologue: chapter one, intro

Joshua, Union, 7th regiment, Minnesota Fort Snelling, August 16, 1862 well Susan, i have finally found the time to write when i was not tired from the drills and guard duty and whatnot. when we woke up we drilled, after meals, we drilled, before...

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Ain't no War Without Blood

"But daddy!" I yelled, across the table. He slammed his clenched paws on the wooden table and screamed. "God-damnit boy! You aint got it in any otha' way in this, this what them bastards want, this is what we give im'!" I sat back in my chair...

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risen Den story

The hearthfire, the truth of the blood. Hello my name den. I'm a 23-year-old human male who works farmer named joe. It is fall, the cold air is fresh but bitter the Farmland was long and hard especially the people who owned it especially bob who...

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musket: chapter three

victor's mind was racing as he slowly walked back, turning into a nervous wreck whenever he saw even a simple patrol car pass by or a sideways glance from a stranger. victor couldn't really blame the other furs for looking at him strange. he knows that...

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musket: chapter two

inside the vortex of spinning condensation were brilliant strokes of lightning criss crossing here and there constantly. soon the lightning was becoming bigger and bigger. the electricity was starting to make hairs go up and everything smelled of...

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