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Hitomi the Witch:Part Eight

WON'T YOU DO THE HONOURABLE THING FOR ONCE?

by downrightdude
Dawn and Dusk vs the Bounty Hunter:Part Three

Sunday morning. No one should have to be up this early on a Sunday morning. My clock read six-thirty AM.

by cyber1ofkakoradesert
Giving Day at Black Keep:Part Four

The next morning dawned grey and snowy once more. Kass was glad the stone walls of Black Keep were so thick and sturdy.

by cosmicfire918
 
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"Leave Your Preconceptions at the Door" by racoon188
Val walked distractedly through the library, flipping pages and muttering to himself. "No, surely it was in this volume. I could have..." THUMP! Val knocked over a side table again. "Sorry," he said without looking up. He skirted around the table. "Val, at least pick it up if you're going to knock it over!" Pegs cried, exasperated. "Or, you know, sit down when you're reading?" Val paused. "Did you say something?" Pegs sighed dramatically. "Just shouting at the wind. Did you find that reference yet?" "No!" Val snapped the book shut and sat down. "I was certain I read it in Volume 2, but it could have been...well, anyway, it's somewhere in the Tomes of Vyssa." Pegs' chair creaked as he sat down. "Well, one fragment of one shard of one vase isn't going to get us very far without any reference material, chap." "Sherd," Val corrected automatically, lost in thought. "Beg pardon?" The Gelert looked up, but didn't seem to really be looking at his companion. "Potsherd. Glass has shards, pots have sherds." "Right." Academic distinctions were not Pegs' priority. That's where Val came in. "At any rate, isn't there anything to go on?" he asked, gesturing at the table in front of them. "Mmm." Val looked down at the 'sherd' in front of them. Pegs had found it on his last trip to Sakhmet.




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