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Frost stood at the entrance of the Maze. Long pristine halls of marble and brass columns spread in a silent wave of unmatched beauty. Behind him stood a large Oak ...

Day A8 Frost had that feeling again. Every once in a while he felt the urge to look behind him to check if anyone was following him. He could feel ...

Day A8 What was it you said to the lady of death? ''Hmmm?'' At the last battle to seal her out of terraria? Something cheesy about out of darkness comes ...

Jaye walked leisurely through the bustling streets of Manhattan. The sun barely stayed above the horizon, as if struggling against the pulls of night. It painted the clouds a deep ...

Frost stood in the doorway watching Ho-oh. He sat perched on his throne ordering around servants and other ''lesser'' mons. He watched not because he was interested, he couldn't care ...

Revan stood in the courtyard surrounded by hulking armored brutes and other various assortments of bounty hunters as they watched the fleets of enormous Shrall cruisers entering the atmosphere of ...

Alex Alex was vaguely conscious of being picked up, carried for a half a mile, then set down again, sounds of the outside world bounced around his empty skull, sending ...

Frost House Dimir Duskmantle ''Two to your right, one to your left.'' Lavyrin sang. Frost had already downed two of them and Lavyrin was feasting on their pain. At speeds ...

Revan Orzhov Syndicate The Orzhov Central Market Revan liked watching the market. Ever since he was a child on the outskirts of Ravnica, he'd loved the thrill of bartering. It ...

Frost The spider had been building its web for days now. It took its precious time on each spindly strand. The dew hanging off the web made it shine like ...

Alex Alex nailed the big bulky guy twice in the head. He watched as the man took two steps forward, dropping the equally large peacekeeper, and fell to the ground. ...

Alex The man stood on the hill, yards away from where Alex sat, reclined in the branches of a low hanging tree, his eye down the sight of the ARX-160 ...

Verser sat in a crevice at the front of chat as 15253, the only person who spoke his language, walked away. It reminded him of Lord of the Rings except ...

Verser Sat in the story source debating whether to spam it to death or to wait until an admin came and kicked him out. Another earthquake shook the ground and ...

Alex The boy in the leather shirt, Alex decided, was just plain clueless. He sat in the brush, debating whether to run out and stop Gerald or simply let him ...