The Shadow Atlas: Preface
And congratulations on your new ownership of _ **the shadow atlas** __, a guide to a world you never knew._
Marcus Moore's Atlas of Idessa
#2 of markus moore's atlas of idessa decided to have some fun for myself and do a little world building exercise for summon this.
Atlas
Author's note: You must be 18 or older to read, the usual warnings. * * * Man, where the hell am I? Last thing I remember I was at the office, then BLAM - I'm here. Wherever "here" is, anyway. I seem to be standing in some sort of room that's white...
Tales of Atlas: introduction
I'll tell the tale of atlas. our story begins as most stories do... in the past. atlas was not always know as atlas, but rather was known as crow harbor once upon a time.
Astro boy and the buried Boner part 1
atlas snorted.
Astro and the Buried Boner: Part 3: Astro Boy fan fiction
atlas replied. "holy......shit.
Astro boy and the buried boner part 2
atlas pursed his lips and had a questioning look on his face... "atlas?" astro beckoned. "don't rush me damn it!" atlas replied.
Scratch: An Astro Boy beastiality fiction
atlas said as he played around with astro's dick.
City Sector Uplift part 8
But atlas _taslin_? that just sounds wrong." "i think it sounds great. much better than atlas no-clan, or atlas tyces-the-non-existent-clan," atlas retorted. "atlas taslin. not bad at all." "sure, taslin is a powerful clan.
Astro and the Buried Boner: Part 4: An Astro Boy fiction.
atlas said as he found he could at least sit up...."really? you're anubis?" > > anubis looked at atlas with a scowl...."you know of me?" > > "yeah...." atlas snickered. "and you're not very impressive." > > astro yelped...."atlas?!
Duet, Duel, Dessert, Date, Dragons
He smiled warmly at atlas as the younger, slightly smaller drake stepped into the living room. "ah, atlas. it's you." atlas dipped his head in a polite bow. "good afternoon, drak." galon obviously knew why atlas was here. "good afternoon!
Maycor and Demaeter
"atlas? finally! i can't stand being outnumbered." before atlas could say anything, a young hatchling squeezed between jarzyl's legs and peered up at him.