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StoryTake My Hand darkenwolf1714 years 4 months ago
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StoryThe Creed of The Lonewolf darkenwolf5814 years 5 months ago
StoryTroubled soul PipMic1114 years 5 months ago
StorySepia Days Silver Spun Sand2814 years 5 months ago
StoryThe waves are calling my soul (I.P.) (redrafting) Kahdai814 years 5 months ago
StoryBack to work PipMic214 years 5 months ago
StoryWho'll Pay the Piper? Silver Spun Sand1914 years 5 months ago
StoryImpasse Silver Spun Sand1514 years 5 months ago
StorySun dance Beeme2314 years 5 months ago
StoryOur Love MistakenMagic3114 years 5 months ago
StoryIT WAS JUST A DREAM skinner_jennifer1814 years 5 months ago
StoryThreshold part 4 darkenwolf314 years 5 months ago
StoryVampyre's Kiss darkenwolf814 years 5 months ago
StoryEmpty memories Louise178614 years 5 months ago
StoryFlood lenchenelf314 years 5 months ago
StoryIn dreams darkenwolf2514 years 5 months ago
StoryI have only these hands darkenwolf814 years 5 months ago
StoryTon Autre Amour MistakenMagic3014 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Sands of Time darkenwolf4114 years 5 months ago
StoryIntroduction darkenwolf314 years 5 months ago
StoryThreshold part 3 darkenwolf414 years 5 months ago
StoryI died in 2006 darkenwolf414 years 5 months ago
StoryGoldilocks (IP) darkenwolf1614 years 5 months ago
StoryMusings Over The Sunday Toast Margharita614 years 5 months ago

My stories

Threshold part 3

Even before the marshal reached him his eyes flicked open and he contained the reflex to act; remembering the collar round his neck.

The Sands of Time

Tick follows tock follows tick. But the moments between tick and tock, They grow ever longer. Seconds stretch to minutes, Minutes to hours… Each new day an eternity,

The Creed of The Lonewolf

The Creed of The Lonewolf. To all, this I say; I am but passing through your lands, From one place to another, on my way, I will not hunt from your range,
Cherry

Goldilocks (IP)

‘Hey Goldilocks!’ Without thinking he turned around and punched the speaker in the face, sending him sprawling.

Threshold part 2

It was the cleanest he had been since his first day; they’d hosed him down, fumigated him and even given him a clean coverall.

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