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PathsIt was the end of October and the days were growing colder. The city never changed, rumbling and droning on, ageless and harsh, uncaring of the world around it. Yet amid the towering steel and crumbling brickwork of the decaying maze of streets and dwellings, the people still found a way to carry on living, walking their own little secluded paths.Paths
Once in a blue moon, or so it seemed to them, two of those paths would cross. Like mayflies that live for a day, those people would stay together for a short time, desperately clinging to eachother for refuge from the loneliness, only to fall apart and walk their seperate ways. In other


Allegory IIIHowl. Howl. Four paws beating the earth in an unsteady rhythm. White ears flick back as black eyes look up at the moon, so far above the earth, like a charm for her lupine daughter running so far below her. An eerie mist hangs above the ground, unnoticed by the charging canine making her way across the forest floor.Allegory III
She stops, suddenly, crashing to a halt, four legs wide apart and claws scratching at the ground. She pricks her ears, cocks her head, listens. The howls still surround her. She has been running from the pack. She is tiring. Her breath comes in ragged bursts that turn silver in the cold night air, curling into the air
Dreamtime
Amy o' Pyrr, if you're wondering
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'Alex Sheppard' is apparently an extra vital organ, while 'Jak', 'Drag' and 'Traction' are vital limbs.
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Nao & Hark
The light in me will guide you home
Your hair is so perty!
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Nao & Hark
The light in me will guide you home
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Nao & Hark
The light in me will guide you home
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