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StoryKittens proudwing07 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Paperweight (Part 1) proudwing77 years 3 months ago
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StoryShy (Prologue) (Part 2) proudwing37 years 9 months ago
StoryShy (Prologue) (Part 1) proudwing27 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Thing That Lives Under the Hill (Chapter 2) proudwing17 years 10 months ago
CollectionThe Thing That Lives Under the HIll proudwing07 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Thing That Lives Under the Hill (Chapter 1) proudwing87 years 10 months ago
StoryBig Man (Part 2) proudwing17 years 11 months ago
StoryBig Man (Part 1) proudwing07 years 11 months ago
StoryAnd He Called It The Devil (Part 1) proudwing98 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Lighthouse (Part 1) proudwing38 years 2 months ago
StoryMy Lump of Flesh proudwing18 years 2 months ago
StoryDavid's Face proudwing38 years 3 months ago
StoryAstrobleme (Part 2) proudwing58 years 4 months ago
StoryAstrobleme (Part 1) proudwing108 years 4 months ago
StoryAdults (part 1) proudwing08 years 6 months ago
StoryThe King Being the Way He Was proudwing29 years 4 months ago
StoryWitnesses proudwing179 years 10 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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