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TGMD: The Landlady and the Poet

THE GREAT MOUSE DETECTIVE: THE LANDLADY AND THE POETSPECIAL COLLECTOR'S EDITION Written by Diane N. Tran To the attentive yet long-suffering landladies of Baker Street, you are not forgotten in my books. It was a bitterly frozen December evening and the snow-drifts from the many days had still collected and mounted deep upon the ground, shimmering brightly underneath the winter moon. Down the centre of Baker Street, it had been ploughed into brown crumbly bands by traffic; but at either side and on the heaped-up edges of the footpaths, it still lay as white as when it fell. The grey pavement had been cleaned and scraped, but was still danger

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Starless Night

Murky sky, why do you hide the stars from me Why must you coat the sky in inky blackness, smudging out those diamonds of the night Let me see the constellations, oh so dear to me Give me back the starry sky that lets me remember so much Let me have my first stars wish, that i do so desire Bring back my midnight delight, a sky gilded and wrought with light The city sky, chocked and mired in mans fetid breath The country night, the air still smells of peace as the winds of man war has not yet reached it, leaving the sky still filled with glittering wants The suburban sky, here man battles with nature, his death dealing fumes slowly chok

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Chapter XIII - Furlblow's Farm

Previously...in The Chronicles of Azeroth... "*Sigh*(could ended up being discovered anyway)". Tescio thought, "were thieves, they had no honor...were punished as such". "No like this". Gabriel replied pursing his frown, "they should be brought to court and sentenced...no slain them". "And what about their innocent victims?". Tescio asked abruptly, "perhaps you're able to give them back?". Tescio makes a diagonal movement with his head, pointing to Davis, "using a soul shard?". "Perhaps Alexandros can discover something that isn't in the letter". Emerald commented while moved her hand to the chin. "Stay in touch with your hearthstone then".

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Sentiments Undisclosed - Flash Fiction

He knew it wasn't possible. He knew it wouldn't change anything, and yet somehow... somehow he almost dared to believe it would. His lips had met hers in an impulsive, passionate show of affection. He had felt her flinch slightly at the unexpected contact and yet... in the following moments she did not make any movements to distance herself from him... not in the very least. He had even briefly thought maybe he felt her return the action a little... Perhaps an inadvertent insight into her true feelings... Perhaps an involuntary show of pity for him... Perhaps... Perhaps... But it didn't matter. She had given him her answer and so it didn't ma

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Perfectly Imbalanced - Poem

Your focus on the math It seems you are unworthy You're always giving less than half And so that's why you feel so sorry Oh when it seems that all the good that you do Is lacking and imperfect And that voice just keeps on speaking up Saying that you just aren't worth it Just as long as it comes from a true heart Know that what you bestow will always be so precious There's no need for calculations on a chart Dearest, I really wish you'd just forget it You have to know that you don't have to count favors 'Cause no matter how you add it up This love is a gift from me to you And what you give in return... will always be enough

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Sleeping Beauty Crossover Ch 5

I do not own Naruto, Bleach, Mortal Kombat, and One piece The magical warriors heads Kurome's castle and cautiously approach it. They hide without getting caught by Kurome's guards. They used their magic staffs to shrink themselves while in their creature forms and they flew around the castle and stopped at the edge of the castle. The magical warriors finds a window to a room where Kurome's guards are celebrating while Kurome was sitting on her throne with Talon. "What a pity Prince Naruto can't be here to enjoy the celebration. Come, we must go to the dungeon and cheer him up." Kurome replied as she got up from her throne and began to head to the dungeon where is Naruto imprisoned at while magical warriors follows her until they stopped and hides. Kurome unlocks the door and enters in Naruto's cell while Talon enters in too as well. She approaches to Naruto who is chained up to the wall. "Oh come now, Naruto. Why so gloomed all of sudden? A wondrous future lies before you. You

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Chapter XIII - Furlblow's Farm by Blueredor, literature

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Chapter XIII - Furlblow's Farm

Chapter XII - The Stonemasons by Blueredor, literature

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Chapter XII - The Stonemasons

Previously in...The Chronicles of Azeroth ... "Indeed Alexandros". Davis said, "shouldn't lose the way of the paladin by this things... just normal people can live it". The group noted that unnecessary phrase, suddenly, the Gabriel's necklace begins to shine... "What did you said?!". Gabriel exclaimed with a look of light in his eyes, "Do not make such a absurb comparison". "You want to bet?". Davis responded with challenged, turning a immolate in his right hand. "Calm guys". Kanyln said unsheathe her spear and leveling between their eyes. "Please friends". Nailock said with concern, "dont fight in a tavern by this muddle". See that they h

Chapter V: Garrick Padfoot by Blueredor, literature

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Chapter V: Garrick Padfoot

Previously...in the Chronicles of Azeroth "Mrs. Milly!", The peasant screamed, "Mrs. Milly!". "What happened?, Milly asked with frightened face,"...Who did this?". "The border...the soldiers", The peasant cried without control,"...they...murdered them!". "Huh?!, Who?", Milly asked. "The Defias!", a peasant yelled. "The woman is still alive!", the bandit yelled. "Doesn't matter", the leader said, "we've what we need", pointing his finger toward the cart, "extract all the grapes of the sector and call in the rest for the invasion on this town, hahaha". "Well", Willem said after a sigh, "I hope you strapped your belt on tight lads, because t

Chapter IV: The Power of the Void by Blueredor, literature

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Chapter IV: The Power of the Void

Day after... Elwynn Forest Northshire 25 years after the First War (year 617 by King calendar) After that so memorable morning, dressed in peasant clothes with a purple t-shirt and black short hair, Milly Osworth, is working on Osworth vineyard, located on the east side of Northshire to provide their famous wine from her family to the village. Raisins, grapes and wines, many peasants collects it, irrigates, gathers the grapes in carts and move them to the town...now in the lunch break, Milly dried perspiration from his forehead by the hard morning's work. "Well guys...ugh", Milly said while dry his forehead with his cloth, "let get some res

Chapter III: The Graduation by Blueredor, literature

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Chapter III: The Graduation

4 years later... Elwynn Forest Northshire 25 years after the First War (year 617 by King calendar) Four years have passed in the blink of an eye...the world ended to rebuild and heal the wounds of the third war, for the moment peace has been maintained, the King of Stormwind Varian Wyrnn shuttle diplomacy voyages across the west of the continent, Kalimdor, land of the Orcs, Tauren, Trolls and Kaldorei (Night elf). Since then, the steward's group The House of Nobles, ruled Stormwind in his absence, it was supposed Varian had arrived in the small kingdom of Theramore, to discuss the current relationship between the alliance and horde with the

Chapter II: The First Day in The Waterfall by Blueredor, literature

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Chapter II: The First Day in The Waterfall

One day after Elwynn Forest Northshire 21 years after The First War (Year 613 by the King's Calendar) In the sky of a waterfall from the north of Northshire, it sight a red dragon mounted by a Quel'dorei (High elf on common speech) and a 14 years old human with mid-long brown hair, and green eyes. It's dressed with a red tunic, brown silk shoes and armed with a long wooden staff. The dragon touch down a side of the waterfall, there is an abandoned blue house with a dry garden next to a deep forest. The young dismount from the dragon and step on the earth without problem, the elf throw a red book with a border of red gems and a sign of dragon

Chapter I: The Light Of The Necklace by Blueredor, literature

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Chapter I: The Light Of The Necklace

Dreams, visions, predictions...nightmares. A yellow soul on human form lives a calm dream in a odd place. The scene are on a sunny day with a field of green grass, suddenly a strong flash appear, rise his hand to cover his face from the light, even don't has eyes. Then, the light take a woman form, but not like never saw before. The light have horns in form of a slightly resting S aiming to the horizon, a short and gentle tail, and small thin hoofs. It feel her presence...so warm, peaceful and beautiful. Is like she know him from ever, but he doesn't know her. "Please", the light said with sadness, "help me, before is too late". Try to answ

The Chronicles Of Azeroth - Prologue by Blueredor, literature

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The Chronicles Of Azeroth - Prologue

This Prologue use a base from the chapter XXVI of the novel Beyond the Dark Portal The Chronicles Of Azeroth Prologue Second War Hellfire Peninsula Draenor Eight Years after the First War (year 600 by the King´s Calendar) The scene around the Dark Portal was utter chaos. Turalyon had told his troops the unvarnished truth: Khadgar would need defending. He just hadn't realized how much he and his friends would be defending the wizard. Danath, Khadgar, Kurdran, and several others had arrived before them and were fiercely fighting their way to the portal. From the offensive group there someone where highlights, the men use the armour of

Godsfall Chapter 1: Call to the Gods. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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Godsfall Chapter 1: Call to the Gods.

The priests had said prayer would save his mother, so Osar prayed for a year and a day. Dawn til dusk, beseeching shadow and sunlight. Oft late past the darkening hour he’d bowed his head and grovelled, bargained, begged. He had devoted himself to Dionas the Golden God. But Dionas hadn’t heard the prayers, or worse, refused to answer them. Even the gods couldn’t cure cancer. Osar wrenched another weed from the overturned earth. And for all of his devotion what did he have to show for it? A grave dug by his own hands and a dead woman to fill it. The Golden God might have been the city’s patron and its father, but O

Smoke by nosedivve, literature

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Smoke

Silhouettes stained the sidewalk; They're right under the surface. Focus lost on the sick site, While fire leaks out the headlights. Colors streaming the dark. They always could get by Dreaming back to the start. You act just like a nurse; Burning needles. No, we're not gonna reverse; Turning riddles. Plastic melts panic in pills as Wireless brains recoil. Infected eyes look to paralyze; Let the maggots eat you alive. Skull ridden with good times. We'll bake in the sunlight And try to mirror this life. You act just like a nurse; Burning needles. No, we're not gonna reverse; Turning riddles. Somethi

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