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[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	The time had come at last, and although many people knew it for billions of years, nobody was truly prepared for the end of the Universe until now.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And so, the ending was just the same as the beginning, the two of them alone, nothing between them.	The time had come at last, and although many people knew it for billions of years, nobody was truly prepared for the end of the Universe until now.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	"I am never doing that again," said the Universe as it collapsed into entropy.	The time had come at last, and although many people knew it for billions of years, nobody was truly prepared for the end of the Universe until now.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And that, my old, weary knight, is the story of how I died.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	My legs dangled lazily over the edge of my balcony, and I looked down with a smile. Eight stories, concrete. No way to survive the impact. I lean forward.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And that my friends, is why we never bring Grandma to Mordor.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	They were wrong about the world--my fingers tremble around the trigger--it won't end with a whimper after all.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Just as he was about to pull the trigger he let out a sigh and turned away, and for a moment I honestly thought he had changed his mind.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	To be honest, I don't really know what the price of success is, but I do know I sure as hell over payed.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	In the end, the answers were only questions in disguise.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	For the first time in years the tavern was bustling and full of life, the air laden with sounds of merriment lacked but one thing, the bellowing laughter of those fools who called themselves "The Dragonslayers." Edit: I can't into but one things	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Thus, it became clear to him, even beneath the overbearing glares of the half-naked girls he had just walked in on, that knocking is always an imperative, regardless of species or dimension.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	He never came home.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	"I am never doing that again," said the Universe as it collapsed into entropy.	As he drew back the blanket to show his wife the baby's face, he said "His name is Alexander and he will change everything."
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And that my friends, is why we never bring Grandma to Mordor.	The world would end, he would never see her face again, and they would hate him, but for it all humanity was closer to surviving and he was grateful.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	They were wrong about the world--my fingers tremble around the trigger--it won't end with a whimper after all.	The world would end, he would never see her face again, and they would hate him, but for it all humanity was closer to surviving and he was grateful.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Just as he was about to pull the trigger he let out a sigh and turned away, and for a moment I honestly thought he had changed his mind.	The world would end, he would never see her face again, and they would hate him, but for it all humanity was closer to surviving and he was grateful.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	To be honest, I don't really know what the price of success is, but I do know I sure as hell over payed.	The world would end, he would never see her face again, and they would hate him, but for it all humanity was closer to surviving and he was grateful.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	In the end, the answers were only questions in disguise.	The world would end, he would never see her face again, and they would hate him, but for it all humanity was closer to surviving and he was grateful.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Thus, it became clear to him, even beneath the overbearing glares of the half-naked girls he had just walked in on, that knocking is always an imperative, regardless of species or dimension.	The world would end, he would never see her face again, and they would hate him, but for it all humanity was closer to surviving and he was grateful.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	The world would end, he would never see her face again, and they would hate him, but for it all humanity was closer to surviving and he was grateful.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	They were wrong about the world--my fingers tremble around the trigger--it won't end with a whimper after all.	She always wondered, not whether it was worth it, nor if it was okay, but rather whether someone else out there was a part of her story.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Just as he was about to pull the trigger he let out a sigh and turned away, and for a moment I honestly thought he had changed his mind.	She always wondered, not whether it was worth it, nor if it was okay, but rather whether someone else out there was a part of her story.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	To be honest, I don't really know what the price of success is, but I do know I sure as hell over payed.	She always wondered, not whether it was worth it, nor if it was okay, but rather whether someone else out there was a part of her story.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	In the end, the answers were only questions in disguise.	She always wondered, not whether it was worth it, nor if it was okay, but rather whether someone else out there was a part of her story.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Just as he was about to pull the trigger he let out a sigh and turned away, and for a moment I honestly thought he had changed his mind.	And that, my old, weary knight, is the story of how I died.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	To be honest, I don't really know what the price of success is, but I do know I sure as hell over payed.	And that, my old, weary knight, is the story of how I died.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	In the end, the answers were only questions in disguise.	And that, my old, weary knight, is the story of how I died.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	For the first time in years the tavern was bustling and full of life, the air laden with sounds of merriment lacked but one thing, the bellowing laughter of those fools who called themselves "The Dragonslayers." Edit: I can't into but one things	And that, my old, weary knight, is the story of how I died.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Thus, it became clear to him, even beneath the overbearing glares of the half-naked girls he had just walked in on, that knocking is always an imperative, regardless of species or dimension.	And that, my old, weary knight, is the story of how I died.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	He never came home.	And that, my old, weary knight, is the story of how I died.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	And that, my old, weary knight, is the story of how I died.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	"I am never doing that again," said the Universe as it collapsed into entropy.	And that, my old, weary knight, is the story of how I died.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Just as he was about to pull the trigger he let out a sigh and turned away, and for a moment I honestly thought he had changed his mind.	My legs dangled lazily over the edge of my balcony, and I looked down with a smile. Eight stories, concrete. No way to survive the impact. I lean forward.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	To be honest, I don't really know what the price of success is, but I do know I sure as hell over payed.	My legs dangled lazily over the edge of my balcony, and I looked down with a smile. Eight stories, concrete. No way to survive the impact. I lean forward.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	In the end, the answers were only questions in disguise.	My legs dangled lazily over the edge of my balcony, and I looked down with a smile. Eight stories, concrete. No way to survive the impact. I lean forward.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	For the first time in years the tavern was bustling and full of life, the air laden with sounds of merriment lacked but one thing, the bellowing laughter of those fools who called themselves "The Dragonslayers." Edit: I can't into but one things	My legs dangled lazily over the edge of my balcony, and I looked down with a smile. Eight stories, concrete. No way to survive the impact. I lean forward.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Thus, it became clear to him, even beneath the overbearing glares of the half-naked girls he had just walked in on, that knocking is always an imperative, regardless of species or dimension.	My legs dangled lazily over the edge of my balcony, and I looked down with a smile. Eight stories, concrete. No way to survive the impact. I lean forward.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	My legs dangled lazily over the edge of my balcony, and I looked down with a smile. Eight stories, concrete. No way to survive the impact. I lean forward.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Just as he was about to pull the trigger he let out a sigh and turned away, and for a moment I honestly thought he had changed his mind.	And that my friends, is why we never bring Grandma to Mordor.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	To be honest, I don't really know what the price of success is, but I do know I sure as hell over payed.	And that my friends, is why we never bring Grandma to Mordor.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	In the end, the answers were only questions in disguise.	And that my friends, is why we never bring Grandma to Mordor.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Thus, it became clear to him, even beneath the overbearing glares of the half-naked girls he had just walked in on, that knocking is always an imperative, regardless of species or dimension.	And that my friends, is why we never bring Grandma to Mordor.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	And that my friends, is why we never bring Grandma to Mordor.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	To be honest, I don't really know what the price of success is, but I do know I sure as hell over payed.	They were wrong about the world--my fingers tremble around the trigger--it won't end with a whimper after all.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	In the end, the answers were only questions in disguise.	They were wrong about the world--my fingers tremble around the trigger--it won't end with a whimper after all.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I slept all day in the barn until the moon rose, and when I woke, my mouth turned crisp as a cleaver hovered above my throat.	As Brennan drifted below the surface, watching the fires in the sky envelop the last safe zone above the surface of the water, realized the only way to survive: Evolve.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Thus, it became clear to him, even beneath the overbearing glares of the half-naked girls he had just walked in on, that knocking is always an imperative, regardless of species or dimension.	As Brennan drifted below the surface, watching the fires in the sky envelop the last safe zone above the surface of the water, realized the only way to survive: Evolve.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	He never came home.	As Brennan drifted below the surface, watching the fires in the sky envelop the last safe zone above the surface of the water, realized the only way to survive: Evolve.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	With the beating heart of the Immortal king in his hands, the Wandering Jew saw his vision of the future, and knew for certain this was the way to salvation.	As Brennan drifted below the surface, watching the fires in the sky envelop the last safe zone above the surface of the water, realized the only way to survive: Evolve.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	His vengeance brought no closure, just deep, profound emptiness.	As Brennan drifted below the surface, watching the fires in the sky envelop the last safe zone above the surface of the water, realized the only way to survive: Evolve.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And at some point on the long walk home he felt for the first time in his life that maybe he finally did understand what she liked so much about sunsets, about how she always identified with them, and he almost turned back around to tell her, but it was getting dark and he had already walked too far and maybe she wou...	As Brennan drifted below the surface, watching the fires in the sky envelop the last safe zone above the surface of the water, realized the only way to survive: Evolve.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	As Brennan drifted below the surface, watching the fires in the sky envelop the last safe zone above the surface of the water, realized the only way to survive: Evolve.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And so, the ending was just the same as the beginning, the two of them alone, nothing between them.	As Brennan drifted below the surface, watching the fires in the sky envelop the last safe zone above the surface of the water, realized the only way to survive: Evolve.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	"I am never doing that again," said the Universe as it collapsed into entropy.	As Brennan drifted below the surface, watching the fires in the sky envelop the last safe zone above the surface of the water, realized the only way to survive: Evolve.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	Thus, it became clear to him, even beneath the overbearing glares of the half-naked girls he had just walked in on, that knocking is always an imperative, regardless of species or dimension.	For the first time in years the tavern was bustling and full of life, the air laden with sounds of merriment lacked but one thing, the bellowing laughter of those fools who called themselves "The Dragonslayers." Edit: I can't into but one things
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	For the first time in years the tavern was bustling and full of life, the air laden with sounds of merriment lacked but one thing, the bellowing laughter of those fools who called themselves "The Dragonslayers." Edit: I can't into but one things
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	He never came home.	I slept all day in the barn until the moon rose, and when I woke, my mouth turned crisp as a cleaver hovered above my throat.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	With the beating heart of the Immortal king in his hands, the Wandering Jew saw his vision of the future, and knew for certain this was the way to salvation.	I slept all day in the barn until the moon rose, and when I woke, my mouth turned crisp as a cleaver hovered above my throat.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	His vengeance brought no closure, just deep, profound emptiness.	I slept all day in the barn until the moon rose, and when I woke, my mouth turned crisp as a cleaver hovered above my throat.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And at some point on the long walk home he felt for the first time in his life that maybe he finally did understand what she liked so much about sunsets, about how she always identified with them, and he almost turned back around to tell her, but it was getting dark and he had already walked too far and maybe she wou...	I slept all day in the barn until the moon rose, and when I woke, my mouth turned crisp as a cleaver hovered above my throat.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	I slept all day in the barn until the moon rose, and when I woke, my mouth turned crisp as a cleaver hovered above my throat.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And so, the ending was just the same as the beginning, the two of them alone, nothing between them.	I slept all day in the barn until the moon rose, and when I woke, my mouth turned crisp as a cleaver hovered above my throat.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	"I am never doing that again," said the Universe as it collapsed into entropy.	I slept all day in the barn until the moon rose, and when I woke, my mouth turned crisp as a cleaver hovered above my throat.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	He never came home.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And at some point on the long walk home he felt for the first time in his life that maybe he finally did understand what she liked so much about sunsets, about how she always identified with them, and he almost turned back around to tell her, but it was getting dark and he had already walked too far and maybe she wou...	With the beating heart of the Immortal king in his hands, the Wandering Jew saw his vision of the future, and knew for certain this was the way to salvation.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	With the beating heart of the Immortal king in his hands, the Wandering Jew saw his vision of the future, and knew for certain this was the way to salvation.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And so, the ending was just the same as the beginning, the two of them alone, nothing between them.	With the beating heart of the Immortal king in his hands, the Wandering Jew saw his vision of the future, and knew for certain this was the way to salvation.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	"I am never doing that again," said the Universe as it collapsed into entropy.	With the beating heart of the Immortal king in his hands, the Wandering Jew saw his vision of the future, and knew for certain this was the way to salvation.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	His vengeance brought no closure, just deep, profound emptiness.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	"I am never doing that again," said the Universe as it collapsed into entropy.	His vengeance brought no closure, just deep, profound emptiness.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And at some point on the long walk home he felt for the first time in his life that maybe he finally did understand what she liked so much about sunsets, about how she always identified with them, and he almost turned back around to tell her, but it was getting dark and he had already walked too far and maybe she wou...	And so it was that they stood at the edge of their world, staring out over the horizon of endless seas and felt for the first time at peace.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	And so it was that they stood at the edge of their world, staring out over the horizon of endless seas and felt for the first time at peace.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And so, the ending was just the same as the beginning, the two of them alone, nothing between them.	And so it was that they stood at the edge of their world, staring out over the horizon of endless seas and felt for the first time at peace.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	"I am never doing that again," said the Universe as it collapsed into entropy.	And so it was that they stood at the edge of their world, staring out over the horizon of endless seas and felt for the first time at peace.
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	I wept, knowing that neither of us would remember.	And at some point on the long walk home he felt for the first time in his life that maybe he finally did understand what she liked so much about sunsets, about how she always identified with them, and he almost turned back around to tell her, but it was getting dark and he had already walked too far and maybe she wou...
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	And so, the ending was just the same as the beginning, the two of them alone, nothing between them.	And at some point on the long walk home he felt for the first time in his life that maybe he finally did understand what she liked so much about sunsets, about how she always identified with them, and he almost turned back around to tell her, but it was getting dark and he had already walked too far and maybe she wou...
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	"I am never doing that again," said the Universe as it collapsed into entropy.	And at some point on the long walk home he felt for the first time in his life that maybe he finally did understand what she liked so much about sunsets, about how she always identified with them, and he almost turned back around to tell her, but it was getting dark and he had already walked too far and maybe she wou...
[FF] The last sentence of your epic 1200-page novel.	"I am never doing that again," said the Universe as it collapsed into entropy.	And so, the ending was just the same as the beginning, the two of them alone, nothing between them.
[WP] write a story to help an emotionless person understand anxiety.	Today is the day. The most awful day of the month - worse than tax day. Worse than the day my dearest Frederich was laid to rest. He would keep me company today. I would tote him around in a backpack if necessary. I simply don't want to be alone. No distractions. No motivations. I'm stuck with my head today. Several h...	Imagine there's someone right there next to you, holding a gun to your head. Ticking off the safety. Squeezing the trigger. Your heart begins beating faster, your mind races trying to find some way out. Adrenaline floods your brain, and every hair on your body stands on edge. You and the man are on a precipice, and ev...
[WP] You wake up with the ability see what drugs people are on, and how high/drunk/intoxicated they are on a scale of 1-10. You come to the startling realization that everybody is just plastered 24/7.	8:29:57... 8:29:58... 8:29:59... 8:30:00... That momentary lag and...\DI-DI-DING\ \DI-DI-DING\...my alarm starts its racket. I can hear Dads shuffling steps upstairs and... yep, right on the dot I can hear Mom letting out the dogs. 8:33:26 Start up the shower, gotta grab a towel from the closet. ...	It's hard to appreciate the scope of these things until they hit you right over the head- everyone's head, namely. It started without warning one early morning, a perky "7" floating above my mother. After a couple of seconds of rubbing the sleep from my eyes and gawking at her, I decided I hadn't slept well and went fo...
[WP] You wake up with the ability see what drugs people are on, and how high/drunk/intoxicated they are on a scale of 1-10. You come to the startling realization that everybody is just plastered 24/7.	8:29:57... 8:29:58... 8:29:59... 8:30:00... That momentary lag and...\DI-DI-DING\ \DI-DI-DING\...my alarm starts its racket. I can hear Dads shuffling steps upstairs and... yep, right on the dot I can hear Mom letting out the dogs. 8:33:26 Start up the shower, gotta grab a towel from the closet. ...	San Francisco. Such a beautiful place...from far away. I had moved here from Nebraska. My home town had seemed too empty, too small. I needed change, adventure. To prove that I was my own man. At first, it was thrilling. I had decided to couch surf for a little while, while I took in the sites. I had met some crazy pe...
[WP] It is take your child to work day at a magazine agency. The journalist of an advice column has to step away for a moment and their child starts answering the letters for the column.	Dear Desiree, My husband and I have been married 8 years this July, and I'm finding the fun has been lacking our marriage lately. We both work and have two kids, the usual excuses. We've tried pretend play, costumes, various other toys, but nothing seems to be working. Any advice? Frustrated in Fredonia Dear F...	Mary Elizabeth Bluewrench Swarmfield Chesternut grabbed the Seattle Times with unchecked enthusiasm and opened to page three. Ignoring the yelp of surprise from the elderly woman she took the paper from, she quickly looked to the column entitled: Advice from a Mother. She saw her name! And her question! >From...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	"Bros before hoes, bros before hoes. You dun goofed man." he said to himself as he swooped down on the castle in the middle of town, aiming straight for the castle keep. The few defenders on the castle's roof fled in fear, their stubby legs propelling them away from his presence. Leaping down from the keep's roof t...	We were friends, you know? I mean sure we had our struggles and we fought, but I couldn't just stand by and let her do this to him. I've been telling him since they started dating "She is up to no good, trust me, I mean look at how many times I captured her, who gets captured that often without wanting it?". ...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	This is just embarassing. It's bad enough that my son's inattentiveness led to him bedding that foul beast in the first place. What sort of imbecile thinks a king would order him to "lay the dragon" in the first place? It took us six months to stop him trying to sneak back out to her cave. It was another year before he...	We were friends, you know? I mean sure we had our struggles and we fought, but I couldn't just stand by and let her do this to him. I've been telling him since they started dating "She is up to no good, trust me, I mean look at how many times I captured her, who gets captured that often without wanting it?". ...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	Once upon a time, a young man took a walk. He walked away from the apartment he shared with the woman he had promised to marry. Onto a street he had passed many times before, but never set foot on. When he came across a wooded path, he followed it. At the end, he found a dragon. It had been so long since he had se...	We were friends, you know? I mean sure we had our struggles and we fought, but I couldn't just stand by and let her do this to him. I've been telling him since they started dating "She is up to no good, trust me, I mean look at how many times I captured her, who gets captured that often without wanting it?". ...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	Knights. Despicable creatures, most of them, anyway. One of them was knocking on my door and jarred me awake. I groggily rose and opened the chamber door to let in only a sliver of light. I looked down, and surely enough there stood one of those sparkly jerks. Why did they always have to wear such shiny armor? The glar...	We were friends, you know? I mean sure we had our struggles and we fought, but I couldn't just stand by and let her do this to him. I've been telling him since they started dating "She is up to no good, trust me, I mean look at how many times I captured her, who gets captured that often without wanting it?". ...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	Once upon a time, a young man took a walk. He walked away from the apartment he shared with the woman he had promised to marry. Onto a street he had passed many times before, but never set foot on. When he came across a wooded path, he followed it. At the end, he found a dragon. It had been so long since he had se...	Blood stained the concrete floor and walls of Sir Cunningham's cells. He could only imagine the horrors that had happened in the dungeon's past. Only one day was spent there, and he was served one meal that barely even resembled food. The windowless cell was cold and damp. Other cells lined the corridor, but they w...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	Knights. Despicable creatures, most of them, anyway. One of them was knocking on my door and jarred me awake. I groggily rose and opened the chamber door to let in only a sliver of light. I looked down, and surely enough there stood one of those sparkly jerks. Why did they always have to wear such shiny armor? The glar...	Blood stained the concrete floor and walls of Sir Cunningham's cells. He could only imagine the horrors that had happened in the dungeon's past. Only one day was spent there, and he was served one meal that barely even resembled food. The windowless cell was cold and damp. Other cells lined the corridor, but they w...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	I burst through the door. Splinters fly everywhere but they are quickly incinerated by a burst of flame from my mouth. I smell burning hair, burning silk, burning flesh. Aha! I got her. Blonde-haired, pink-dressed bitch. I walk into the room, stepping over the pile of ash that used to be the princess, and towards the ...	The blackened stone seemed to glimmer behind the shroud of smoke. The scaly hide tensed. And pounced. A skyward claw emerged from the hellish abyss below. A single bridge dangled below the princess's precarious position--not that it mattered, as she could float around anyways. The claw swung wide-- --as she retali...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	“But baaaaabe,” Azernoth whined, casting his out arms wide and sinking back into the scarlet cushions of his favorite balcony chair, “I want to watch the game!” His seeing glass, nestled between the merlons of the eastern tower’s parapet, fell askew on its tripod. In the distance the cries of merry men could be heard i...	The blackened stone seemed to glimmer behind the shroud of smoke. The scaly hide tensed. And pounced. A skyward claw emerged from the hellish abyss below. A single bridge dangled below the princess's precarious position--not that it mattered, as she could float around anyways. The claw swung wide-- --as she retali...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	"King me." I looked at the board. I handed her a white piece, grinning as she took it from me. My claws could barely pick the pieces up, let alone stack them on top of each other. Here I was, a dragon without a hostage, trying to free a knight from a princess. And what did I have to do in order to free him? "Hu...	The blackened stone seemed to glimmer behind the shroud of smoke. The scaly hide tensed. And pounced. A skyward claw emerged from the hellish abyss below. A single bridge dangled below the princess's precarious position--not that it mattered, as she could float around anyways. The claw swung wide-- --as she retali...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	It had started with a scream. Jeremiah, like a good knight, had followed the scream, and barged into the room where it originated. What he found was his betrothed, Lillian, with her skirts hiked up and the princess on her knees. They dueled, and while Jeremiah really was a good knight, Princess Verona was simply bette...	The blackened stone seemed to glimmer behind the shroud of smoke. The scaly hide tensed. And pounced. A skyward claw emerged from the hellish abyss below. A single bridge dangled below the princess's precarious position--not that it mattered, as she could float around anyways. The claw swung wide-- --as she retali...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	Well, even I know that this is backwards. But what do you want from me ? Gold is more enticing to me than maintaining appropriate roles. Although, I do agree that messing with the status quo doesn’t do anyone much good, it’ll be chaos before you know it. For one thing, I was not aware they knew we could talk. They be...	The blackened stone seemed to glimmer behind the shroud of smoke. The scaly hide tensed. And pounced. A skyward claw emerged from the hellish abyss below. A single bridge dangled below the princess's precarious position--not that it mattered, as she could float around anyways. The claw swung wide-- --as she retali...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	Itzqa was five hundred forty seven years old. Still young, as dragons go. But even for his age, Itzqa was small, and a human child could scarcely feel his weight if he stood on the child's palm. Yet Itzqa was filled with curiosity, and loved to explore the human world despite how weak and vulnerable he was. So it was ...	The blackened stone seemed to glimmer behind the shroud of smoke. The scaly hide tensed. And pounced. A skyward claw emerged from the hellish abyss below. A single bridge dangled below the princess's precarious position--not that it mattered, as she could float around anyways. The claw swung wide-- --as she retali...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	I burst through the door. Splinters fly everywhere but they are quickly incinerated by a burst of flame from my mouth. I smell burning hair, burning silk, burning flesh. Aha! I got her. Blonde-haired, pink-dressed bitch. I walk into the room, stepping over the pile of ash that used to be the princess, and towards the ...	He didnt fight her, but sort of the same story? I looked up at the giant mountain of stone, carefully chiselled to resemble some sort of monument. I know that to get past the first section I would need to scale the edges when there was no one looking, more of the filthy creatures were walking along the edges than usua...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	“But baaaaabe,” Azernoth whined, casting his out arms wide and sinking back into the scarlet cushions of his favorite balcony chair, “I want to watch the game!” His seeing glass, nestled between the merlons of the eastern tower’s parapet, fell askew on its tripod. In the distance the cries of merry men could be heard i...	He didnt fight her, but sort of the same story? I looked up at the giant mountain of stone, carefully chiselled to resemble some sort of monument. I know that to get past the first section I would need to scale the edges when there was no one looking, more of the filthy creatures were walking along the edges than usua...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	Well, even I know that this is backwards. But what do you want from me ? Gold is more enticing to me than maintaining appropriate roles. Although, I do agree that messing with the status quo doesn’t do anyone much good, it’ll be chaos before you know it. For one thing, I was not aware they knew we could talk. They be...	He didnt fight her, but sort of the same story? I looked up at the giant mountain of stone, carefully chiselled to resemble some sort of monument. I know that to get past the first section I would need to scale the edges when there was no one looking, more of the filthy creatures were walking along the edges than usua...
[WP] A dragon has to fight a princess to free a captured knight.	I burst through the door. Splinters fly everywhere but they are quickly incinerated by a burst of flame from my mouth. I smell burning hair, burning silk, burning flesh. Aha! I got her. Blonde-haired, pink-dressed bitch. I walk into the room, stepping over the pile of ash that used to be the princess, and towards the ...	There is only one genre in which this makes sense. % nbsp; "Fufufufu... Did you think you could defeat me? I am the ETERNAL SOVEREIGN OF WOE! You're nothing more than a magically enhanced lizard..." the high pitched voice said, grinning throughout. The gargantuan lizard growled, and prepared to strike at the ...

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