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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing _________________ I now have three SGames! "Mist in a Cave" Chapter 5 is in the works
"The Freedom of Magic" Just got its THIRD chapter up!
Hope you all find the time to read them *goes off to look for an SG to read*
Note to self: The Elven Moon; Coin; SVI; Black Animals; Two Wolves; Angel Cat
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see _________________
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their _________________ "The aim of literary ambition is to demonstrate one's greatness of soul."
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had _________________
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged _________________
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and _________________ I now have three SGames! "Mist in a Cave" Chapter 5 is in the works
"The Freedom of Magic" Just got its THIRD chapter up!
Hope you all find the time to read them *goes off to look for an SG to read*
Note to self: The Elven Moon; Coin; SVI; Black Animals; Two Wolves; Angel Cat
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Update: these stories tend to peter out, so I'm adding a deadline to the game. At the bottom, it will say how many words are left in the story. Every time you do a new post, subtract two from that number, and let's try to finish when it reaches zero!
Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!"
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome
(42 words left) _________________ Vikas Muralidharan
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out
(40 words left) _________________ My latest SG! (Image courtesy of the lovely Lebrenth)
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into
((32 words left) _________________ I now have three SGames! "Mist in a Cave" Chapter 5 is in the works
"The Freedom of Magic" Just got its THIRD chapter up!
Hope you all find the time to read them *goes off to look for an SG to read*
Note to self: The Elven Moon; Coin; SVI; Black Animals; Two Wolves; Angel Cat
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then
(26 words left) _________________ I now have three SGames! "Mist in a Cave" Chapter 5 is in the works
"The Freedom of Magic" Just got its THIRD chapter up!
Hope you all find the time to read them *goes off to look for an SG to read*
Note to self: The Elven Moon; Coin; SVI; Black Animals; Two Wolves; Angel Cat
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off
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To Be A Knight
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's _________________ My latest SG! (Image courtesy of the lovely Lebrenth)
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard.
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard. Hal snarled
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard. Hal snarled. The glasses
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard. Hal snarled. The glasses fell from
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard. Hal snarled. The glasses fell from it's nose,
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To Be A Knight
And my first Finished work Death Day
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard. Hal snarled. The glasses fell from it's nose, and Hal
(10) _________________ My latest SG! (Image courtesy of the lovely Lebrenth)
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard. Hal snarled. The glasses fell from it's nose, and Hal leapt over
(8) _________________ I now have three SGames! "Mist in a Cave" Chapter 5 is in the works
"The Freedom of Magic" Just got its THIRD chapter up!
Hope you all find the time to read them *goes off to look for an SG to read*
Note to self: The Elven Moon; Coin; SVI; Black Animals; Two Wolves; Angel Cat
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard. Hal snarled. The glasses fell from it's nose, and Hal leapt over the stream
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To Be A Knight
And my first Finished work Death Day
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard. Hal snarled. The glasses fell from it's nose, and Hal leapt over the stream, hands outstretched
(4) _________________ My latest SG! (Image courtesy of the lovely Lebrenth)
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard. Hal snarled. The glasses fell from its nose, and Hal leapt over the stream, hands outstretched, finally grasping
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Hal left his home to search the garden for his glasses. They were crucial for his finding werewolves, for they had a special touch that would show him their unholy souls and give him the courage to vanquish them. Hal hoped that no one had found them before nightfall, for they could kill anyone who tried to touch the lenses.
The garden was still, but Hal was certain that inside its hedges there lurked figures shrouded by magic. Cautiously he held out his hand and pointed where he thought he could feel their presence. But instead, a stream of ectoplasma caught him in the shoulder, forcing him to take cover.
Quickly, Hal cast an illusion spell. He hoped the smell that emitted from the wand would distract the intruders, whatever their plans were. Perhaps the fine dusting of pollen would enhance the potency of his spell. He waited with baited breath.
Suddenly, a great wind blew and his shirt off, he was shocked to discover that he had forgotten to cast a silencing spell, leaving him unable to hide from the gnomes. Each footstep made by Hal would release a bubble of slow acting fungus that would disintegrate, but leave a fragrant trail of spores as he went. Smirking, Hal waved his hat around, a cloud of bluish red insects collecting where the spores were rising. The gnomes howled indignantly, waving their hats in frustration. From where they were standing they couldn't quite see where their quarry had led them.
Full of youthful optimism, Hal took one last look at the enraged group and called out, "My glasses!" Turning, he lunged towards the gnome, reaching out for it's little throat. The gnome turned into a rabbit wearing Hal's glasses, then flew off using it's robo beard. Hal snarled. The glasses fell from its nose, and Hal leapt over the stream, hands outstretched, finally grasping his spectacles.
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[Im confused, what happens now? Did we just finish a two-word story? xD] _________________ Vikas Muralidharan
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I dunno.
Maybe we should all suggest a title for it, and then the topic starter (Pope) opens up a poll?
"A shocking Spectacle"...
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