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StoryKittens proudwing05 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Paperweight (Part 1) proudwing75 years 8 months ago
StoryAlpha (Prologue) proudwing15 years 9 months ago
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StoryShy (Prologue) (Part 2) proudwing36 years 2 months ago
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StoryThe Thing That Lives Under the Hill (Chapter 2) proudwing16 years 3 months ago
CollectionThe Thing That Lives Under the HIll proudwing06 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Thing That Lives Under the Hill (Chapter 1) proudwing86 years 3 months ago
StoryBig Man (Part 2) proudwing16 years 4 months ago
StoryBig Man (Part 1) proudwing06 years 4 months ago
StoryAnd He Called It The Devil (Part 1) proudwing106 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Lighthouse (Part 1) proudwing36 years 7 months ago
StoryMy Lump of Flesh proudwing16 years 7 months ago
StoryDavid's Face proudwing36 years 8 months ago
StoryAstrobleme (Part 2) proudwing56 years 9 months ago
StoryAstrobleme (Part 1) proudwing106 years 9 months ago
StoryAdults (part 1) proudwing06 years 11 months ago
StoryThe King Being the Way He Was proudwing27 years 9 months ago
StoryWitnesses proudwing178 years 3 months ago

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And He Called It The Devil (Part 1)

The twins weren't bullies. Nothing like that. They just liked to have a laugh. You had to have a laugh, if you wanted to get through on the farm. It...
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The Lighthouse (Part 1)

At the end of the 1994 video game Monkey Boy: The Lost Isle, just as you complete the final level and the credits start to roll, something very...

My Lump of Flesh

When the night is cold And the blanket gone When the fire's out And no heating on It is you who will warm me With every stroke and caress Because you...
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David's Face

For as long as David could remember, people had been telling him to cheer up. Even when he felt happy, people said it. “You are allowed to smile, you...
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Astrobleme (Part 2)

Without even meaning to, I step back a tad, like stepping back from the heat from an oven. 'Sorry, madam. It's just,' I try a different tack, 'we're...

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