Particle Cataclysm Pt.2: Revival

Shades of gray and black flashed by Phil's face-he felt like he was flying through space. He couldn't feel or move his body at all-he could only stare into the black void of nothing. Time passed-the professor had no idea how much time had passed, only...

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Particle Cataclysm

Jets of blue electricity flew by, illuminating metal receptors as they hit their target, and sending flashes of crackling light across the room. Enervating plasma streams electrified the table, sending blue and white sparks across its' whole surface,...

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Celebration Trickery

Matt sighed in resignation, letting himself fall onto the couch. The oil painting of a tundra landscape that he'd once been so proud of now hung on his wall, just a tad lopsidedly now. He shook his head, and then leaned back on the couch with a huff of...

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Dark Protector

Deep in the tundra plains and snow-covered forests of Canada, there lived a small boy in a remote town, nestled in the heart of this vast country. This boy was only five years old when his mother dies from pneumonia leaving the child in the care of his...

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Naive Curiosity

Ash woke with a start. His head was aching and he felt like he'd been punched in the face, then treat treated to an all night heavy metal concert. He sat up suddenly, and immediately became aware of a low beam above as it was introduced to his...

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Tai's Sincere Request

The rain drizzled down, and I huddled under a tree, rubbing my hands to stay warm. It had been like this all day-not enough rain to make me want to stop and set up the tent, but just enough to get me wet and soaked through to the skin. I gazed broadly...

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Gabumon Devours Matt

It's a Friday morning; cool breezes swirled amid fluffy white clouds that floated over the campsite-the battered tent in the tiny clearing, hemmed in by massive trees on all sides. After yet another restless night, Matt gets up slowly pulling on some...

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Wanderer's Luck Pt.2: Reunion

_21st of July, second phase of the moon: 10 years ATC (After the Tundra Conflict)_ Dear Diary, I am sorry for not writing as often-Lucas has kept me busy these last two weeks, and I have needed time to collect my thoughts. You see, over two weeks ago...

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Saphira's Pleasure

Prologue: Three weeks ago I was just a farm boy, and now I'm apparently a dragon rider. Brom keeps telling me that my destiny is far greater than that of any farmer or simple folk-sometimes, I just want to slap him and tell him I'm not like that at...

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Wanderer's Luck

In the west of the great continent world of Sounos and deep in the Ballenhill Valley, past the mountains with their ice-tipped peaks and steep summits, there were settlements where small groups of villagers resided-a mainly agricultural people who...

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Desperate Times

Deep in the mountains, a young dragon sighed as she shivered herself off and just trudged into her cave. She sniffed a bit. It was lonely a lot of the times up here in the Alps, but she did like her nice, warm cave to come home to. She gazed into her...

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Eternal Friend

The last of the orange leaves fell off the trees as the cool wind breezes through the bare branches, reflecting the pretty sun as it glared off the crimson scales of the creature. The creature signed happily at the cool wind against its scales as the...

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