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StoryAlmost like home Lore02 years 2 months ago
StoryMemories Long Forgotten Lore02 years 2 months ago
StoryVisions of Hope Lore12 years 2 months ago
StoryCrumbling to Dust Lore02 years 3 months ago
StoryA Darkened Reflection Lore02 years 3 months ago
StoryJob Half Done Lore02 years 3 months ago
StoryNot the First Lore02 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Looking Glass Lore02 years 3 months ago
StoryHuge Subtle Changes Lore02 years 3 months ago
StoryWe Should Talk Lore02 years 3 months ago
StoryNegotiations were short Lore02 years 3 months ago
StoryA Legend Lives Lore02 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Over Complication Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryLoads of Catching-up Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryLet it go Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Ripple Effect Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Present Past Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryThe First Step Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryJumping off point Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Horse’s Mouth Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryVisions of Destruction Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryRift to Nowhere Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryFirst to Return Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryHuman Party Hosting Lore02 years 4 months ago
StoryAre We Family Lore02 years 5 months ago

My stories

1:4:4 Cyenzeit (Part 4)

The New Quatarrian sun, despite being artificial, emulated the original almost perfectly and Lore still wasn’t a fan; it didn’t help that they had a...

1:4:4 Cyenzeit (Part 3)

“Okay then, lets get to business.” Allana kicked a chest open and withdrew a harness. “You left us these on your last visit. I reckon they’re for now...

1:4:4 Cyenzeit (Part 2)

A lot had changed for them since The Three Year Month; there was a confidence about Luscillus that had not been present the last time Lore...

1:4:4 Cyenzeit (Part 1)

Spinning. Char was still in awe. Apart from the sign with the settlement’s name, English had become a secondary language, with every other sign...

1:4:3 Republic (Part 5)

The First parted the doors, their arms flung wide and their face somewhere in an awkward rift between anger and neutrality. They marched at Lore,...

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