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StorySurasawa Pond london_calling7995 years 3 months ago
StoryTessitura Ewan105 years 4 months ago
StoryAt the world’s end agnosticnun45 years 4 months ago
StoryYggdrasil agnosticnun35 years 8 months ago
StoryFrom a Nonet of Eggs … Rhiannonw45 years 9 months ago
StoryNo Better Past (IP) london_calling79135 years 9 months ago
StoryI have an imaginary daughter lavadis125 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Iceberg london_calling79145 years 9 months ago
StoryDead-eyed Dick luigi_pagano45 years 9 months ago
StoryCowboys rosaliekempthorne65 years 9 months ago
StoryDisassembly agnosticnun115 years 9 months ago
Storycotyledons Di_Hard165 years 9 months ago
StoryVinegar moon agnosticnun15 years 9 months ago
StoryAnd? - Bedlam lavadis75 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Shore socialeaf85 years 10 months ago
StoryTransparency luigi_pagano105 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Journey Back mickleinapickle166 years 1 month ago
StoryUndying Beauty skinner_jennifer246 years 2 months ago
StoryGroceries agnosticnun116 years 2 months ago
StoryWhere the good things go (memory audit) Stephen Thom126 years 2 months ago
Storyleft over Di_Hard106 years 2 months ago
StorySlim Pickings luigi_pagano116 years 2 months ago
StoryPeeping at the Borrowed Plumes Rhiannonw76 years 2 months ago
StorySpring's Not Real (Late IP: Solstice) agnosticnun56 years 2 months ago
StoryPHASES OF THE MOON moonphish26 years 2 months ago

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Love in the Days of Dial-up

We met on a VMS mainframe Over dialup, in bits per second - 1200
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Yggdrasil

Once upon a time there was a prince Or was it a dragon? I don’t remember. This is what happens when you find yourself in the wrong story.
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At the world’s end

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If i only had nine minutes left With you would we spend them talking And would there be anything Left to say after all This time or would words Be...
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Disassembly

Congratulations on your acquisition Of your new söndrig relationship status

Vinegar moon

These are the waning moon days, not honey but vinegar, the winding down days, apportioning days, disassembling days. What once was ours, now simply...

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