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Port Royale was a normal every day little seafaring village stacked full of normal men, women and children who did nothing more than get on with their wonderful yet meaningless lives. The Port was more than four hundred years old and in its lifespan had only just left horses as their primary mode of transport behind, Port Royale had all but been forgotten by both its neighboring villages as well as many if not all of the larger cities which made it seem so meaningless. Those villagers that were smart enough to want a life left as soon as they could but this was not often for the inhabitants of the small seafa
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Never Invite A Naga To DinnerNever Invite A Naga to DinnerNever Invite A Naga To Dinner
Chapter 1
A large grandfather clock carefully placed in the corner of the main hallway of BlueThorn Manor chimed as the hands struck half past six. There was a slight burst of static as an intercom was turned on. "Good evening ladies and Gentlemen from the staff of BlueThorn, we'd just like to tell you all that the dining room is now open for business and remember you only have to pay once,it is a buffet after all. Eat as much as you like and enjoy your stay, Thank you" The intercom buzzed again as it switched off. The empty hallway where the grandfather clock had chimed was slowly
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A Spot Of FishingA spot of fishingA Spot Of Fishing
There was a cool breeze in the air as a small layer of mist hovered above Rookwood Lake, the early morning sun was slowly rising in the distance and already the lake and its surroundings were alive. A family of deer calmly drank from one side of the lake while a lone wolf sipped the cool water from the other. Dragonflies danced above the water performing their mating rituals unaware that hungry fish watched them from below. Occasionally a fish would break the surface in hopes to grab a spot of lunch and on most occasion's succeeded. A calm whistle from afar ca
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love it so hard it bleeds
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"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away"
A man who fears no death, in the nine circles learns quickly, to fear his sins
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I am the one who has seen the unseen, one who has lived for a time beyond measuring. Only I have seen and remember the rise and fall of empires, I am the one who is undying and is denied the breath of heaven and the damnation of hell.
I am Zewhatcher
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"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away"
A man who fears no death, in the nine circles learns quickly, to fear his sins
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For those who visit my page plz leave remarks, shouts and votes about my work, along with thanks, Thank You. Show me some love ppl.
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Mostly soft vore though.
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"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away"
A man who fears no death, in the nine circles learns quickly, to fear his sins
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