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The Thieves of Cavelyn: Ch 1THE THIEVES OF CAVELYN
There came three more taps at my door before I realized that I was no longer dreaming. With a grunt I forced myself to my feet, blinking slumber from my eyes and adjusting to the gloom. I cracked the door and peered through the narrow gap into the cold, snow-blanketed night.
I need not have bothered. A hoarse whisper greeted me from beyond the dooryard.
Its me, Kyle. Let me in.
For a long moment I contemplated doing so. I had an inkling of why he was here it wasnt his first visit. I wished he wouldnt bother me anymore. But I opened the door anyway to bid Lorin entrance.
Inside he shrugged off his traveling cloak and proceeded to kindle a fire in the hearth. Put it out! I hissed, shutting the door tightly against both cold a
Iron Magic: Chapter 1 Iron Magic: Chapter One
A boy chased a cat through the crowded sea of soft leather and myriad vivid colors along the cobblestone boulevard. Between arms and legs the faces of buildings gleamed copper in the sun. It was midday. The noisy throng rang with song and musical plucking, and drowned the gleeful shouts of their play in the tumult of market fare. The scents of fresh bread and wine mixed with the smells of beeswax and pungent herbs into a festive bouquet. But the boy and his cat hardly took notice. Men and women scowled and looked on in displeasure as the youth played with his companion in their midst. This was grownup territory, not for little kids.
The boy made a spectacular lunge as though to grab the felines tawny-cream tail, but the tabby d
The Goblin's Tower Pt1The goblins were highly reclusive and protective of their domain, and thus untrusting of strangers and strange things. Consequently, they rarely ventured beyond the forests edge, save when they traveled underground. No self-respecting goblin would consider himself adventurous. For there was one place in the forest where goblins dared not go, for they sensed a great and foreign power there. The power called to them, and they feared it, and none who ventured there ever returned. The place was shunned by all, and was referred to by the goblins as The Forbidden Trees
Elkring was a goblin once, and rather ordinary amongst his fellows in the forest. But unlike his fellows, Elkring had a powerful streak of curiosity- a very dangerous quality for a goblin to have. One day Elkrings curiosity got the best of him and he journeyed into The Forbidden Trees, to seek out the source of the mysterious power that so many feared. It called to him and he fel
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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