TUESDAY, A Metamor Keep Story

#4 of metamor keep a sequel of sorts to "rider." a day in the life of metamor keep where a transformation has unexpected complications. in the flatlands to the east, in the shadow of horns d'ba'al, a butterfly spreads its wings for the first time.

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i am a mouse

#8 of metamor keep i don't write poetry, but sometimes my characters feel compelled to.

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MONDAY, a Metamor Keep Story

#3 of metamor keep thomas and thalberg are not my characters, they are part of the shared community that is metamor keep. http://metamorkeep.com/stories/ this was written before 2001.

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WEDNESDAY : A Metamor Keep Story

#5 of metamor keep part of a series of metamor keep stories i wrote years ago. it was fun rereading this story... i had forgotten that my carnegie shoemaker, polar bear morph was a writer. it didn't seem possible. it didn't feel right.

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Keep Fighting - Chapter 1: Legacy

He can't keep a trainer for more than a month because of his recklessness. regardless, he definitely should be out of the amateurs by now.

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'TAURSDAY: A Metamor Keep Story

For example, the keep is attacked by giants, ogres, lutins and darklings. the outer wall is breeched, the giants are advancing into a darkened keep and duke thomas chooses you to begin discussions with the enemy.

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RIDER: A Metamor Keep Story

However, as with every trip to the cursed keep, a conspiracy formed amongst the guards to keep the "new kid" in the dark.

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FRIDAY: A Metamor Keep Story

#7 of metamor keep in this story, clay and giles get to know each other better. gile's lover is revealed to be quite the bdsm bisexual bastard and this pushes the edge of the metamor keep tolerances of pg-13. * * * _i invoke thee...

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my thoughts for the day

thoughts flying through my head of where im going, what to do, who to love. will it last? who knows? is she in love with me or is she just toying with me? her friends tell me not to hurt her. i would never do that. they say dont hurt her, what about...

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Part 5

The large warehouse loomed overhead as Austin stepped out of his car. Well, he called it his car, but it was mostly stolen. The decaying building sat on the outskirts of the city, well away from any sort of modern civilization. He double checked the...

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The New Age: Chapter 4

* * * # Chapter 4 Caro brought me down into where the town of Blackburn really began, it smelled of wet clay and oil lamps, the only light that of the flickering flames from the lamps and candles. The air was damp and cold, just enough to make your...

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