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My stories

Cherry

Chapter Eleven: Storm Brewing (EDITED)

“A girl dressed as a boy?” Luigia moved closer, curious, “That’s a bit conspiratorial, isn’t it?”

Chapter Ten: Black Allen

“You tell yer Cap’n Storm,” he said, “that Black Allen knows ‘e’s ‘ere an’ that I’ll go ter the Governor himself if ‘e ain’t left by nightfall!”

Discordant Apple: Two

The pair of violet eyes that drifted onto the trio were impossibly wide with alarm and shock.
Cherry

Chapter Nine: The Blackest Hair

The one that was smirking was skinny with the blackest hair she had ever seen.

Quetzalcoatl

There he is, King of his jungle, All of the green, the branches, Moss, log hideout, stones and pool He’s bright yellow, Not gold but he still stands out

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