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The letter appears to be wrinkled, as though crumpled into a ball at one point before attempted to be neatly straightened back out.
Crowling,
If you are reading this. It more than likely means that my mission has been set out, and I am more than likely dead at this point. Nothing but a s...
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This is a birth log for the children of Miss Jean Phoenixheart and Mister Ciobhain. This will be kept as a secret record, as of the nature of both the parents' request and the safety of the children, who are as follows: (there were thirteen eggs, but fourteen kids, seven of each gender, with majorit...
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In the narrow valley where Farcry Point looked over the sea in hillsbrad the Legion was assembled against the horde who struck against the mountain fortress, out of range of Legion tanks and heavy knights.
The Baron rode in front of the assembled men, over a thousand soldiers were ready for...
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Feriness stalked through the barracks, her mind swimming with events of the past couple weeks. She had sent Syndril back to Stormwind to stay in the care of a dear friend for a little while. At least until she knew just how stable Kalimdor would get - if ever. The other Templars sleeping down the ha...
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((Disclaimer: This is cheesy. So in the logic of it, make sure you eat with popcorn and nachos. This actually is a real plot that is running, seriously. Also, added bonus to anyone who listens to old detective music from the seventies while reading this, like Dick Tracey stuf...
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She had sent word proceeding her arrival with enough given time for Sir Halonan to make proper arrangements for her visit. She was to meet with him just out side his home- a most generous and entrusted invitation-one that Syvbar took quite readily and with out hesitation. The b...
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She lunged at him with the force of someone thrice her size, sending them both over the falls and plunging into the depths below. The fresh kill was used to draw him out, a near perfect ambush. But feeling the icy steel pierce through her heart, she realized her own arrogance had b...
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[Written in the usual weather resistant parchment that is the Captain's stationary of choice. The envelope is held shut by a seal of red wax without any engravings]
Freddie J. Greene, Esq.
Care of Donuts Inc
Cathedral Square, Stormwind
Dear Mr. Greene,
Thank you for your...
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Loch Modan, last night
I've finally made it out of Dun Morogh. How those dwarves can stand all that snow is beyond me! OK, it's better than Gnomeregan - hope Mama never reads that phrase, but really, it is, there's no radiation and there are green things even if they're covered ...
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Busy re-organizing her office at Donuts Inc headquarters, Blueprint glances over at Freddie. "I's should's probably send's Mr. Captain a letter ta let's him's knows what's we's is up's ta."
Freddie looks up from the company general ledger and squints one eye at the gnome. "C...
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Spike Copperpocket slept in a whole different location this night. He checked every corner of the new safe house before he decided it was safe enough to sleep. He laid his head down and closed his eyes. It too...
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(The following flyer is posted in all the major Alliance cities)
Azeroth’s leading donut provider is recruiting team members. Come be a part of this amazing donut producing experience.
When you look at us, your mouth waters. When we look...
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Left Legion Crown a few days ago to make way towards Tranquilty Watch, stopped in Lakeshire to spend the night with Sara, my father, Leo and my little Rose. Rose was so happy to see me that she started to cry, poor dear. It is all that I can do to keep the current events from my mind. The idea...
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I know the lure of Fire, I know the trap of Ice, I know the call of Arcane, But I ignore magic’s price. I call upon the Fire Blast, I call a Cone of Frost, I call up Arcane Explosions,...
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The road that encircled the Ravencrest Estate was empty now. Wagons that carried workers to the field and harvests back to the granaries were long since gone. The fields all stood empty, barren. Tomorrow, the workers would return with plows to till the earth and turn the fields to ...
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The summit was coming. The Academy was hosting large open houses. Much work still needs to be done. I do my part the best that I can. I pitched in with cleaning the stables, and now I was sweeping Tolerance Cathedral. We must represent our home in the best light...
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The alley was darker than she remembered. Robin stood in front of Ciera's door with her fist poised to knock.
She had to leave a message, collect things from the house without anyone seeing her, but how? Her feet tread lightly in the shadows until Robin seemed to fade away within them. No, ...
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From the desk of
Ms. Krelle Ninefingers
Tiger Master
Grey Tiger Tong Shipping Company
Orgrimmar
To:
Matron Liliania Sunsong
Headmistress
Sunsong Academy
Tranquility Watch
Dear Matron Liliania,
Congratulations on your plans...
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Ephasia caught herself dosing off, in the infirmary in the Hinterlands.
The beds were full.
One of the rescued was a girl, no more than twelve. The girl was still awake and crying.
"Hey, Are you okay?" She spoke quietly, looking up at the top bunk, a soft...
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((May upset the more sensitive readers?))
The orc warrior woman stared intently at the back of a very large ettin. An axe, nearly as large as the woman, rested gently against the ground, one platemail covered hand grasping its hilt in a leisurely manner. She had made her way back to Tol'Bar...
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