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Saella reacted to Bebin Theros's post in the thread Private Tales Dreams Shared With Ghosts with
Frog Cute.
A proud huff. "I can speak only of those stumbles I have made myself," the Pursuant fed. The current went on with its churn. Down in... -
Saella replied to the thread Private Tales Dreams Shared With Ghosts.Curiosity crooked the better of her, deterred her from engendering the caution of passive thought; she reached out and plucked the...
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Saella replied to the thread Private Tales Dreams Shared With Ghosts.An answer found her before she managed to process the question: "Both," she said, and the word tripped from her tongue as realization...
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Saella replied to the thread Private Tales Dreams Shared With Ghosts.She saw it now, at the fringe of perception; the hazy edges of the amalgamous thing conjured before her. It flowed with the Pursuant's...
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Saella reacted to Bebin Theros's post in the thread Private Tales Dreams Shared With Ghosts with Ooof.
How the play of false light shimmered and shined. Dapple and flickered as the being born from Bebin's mind, drift about. Lazy as it was...
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Saella replied to the thread Private Tales Dreams Shared With Ghosts.Dwarfed by that wicked grin, Saella shrank within herself. She watched, mute and small as words transmuted fiction to reality; she...
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Saella reacted to Bebin Theros's post in the thread Private Tales Dreams Shared With Ghosts with Peek.
The specter of Bebin grinned, there amidst the endless sea of dreams. The field of clarity, expanded, by his own force of will...
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Saella replied to the thread Private Tales Dreams Shared With Ghosts."The fish?" Equilibrium escaped her. It shifted in the murk, disrupting the easy calm she had adopted. "The octopus?"...
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Saella replied to the thread Private Tales Dreams Shared With Ghosts.Thoughts crystalized, water from the mid-winter falls; an ebbing flow that forced Saella to consider the Pursuant's words from angles...
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Saella replied to the thread Private Tales Dreams Shared With Ghosts.She caught the skeins of thought in the furrows of her brow. The abstract nature of it eluded her, and she felt her head swim with the...