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Simon Malory: A Demon's Tale - Prolog

PROLOG Excerpt from the death-bed confession of Sir Richard du Lac, as entered into the Chronicles of War within the Master Codex of the Knights Iluemari by Friar Joseph of Aquitaine. * * * The power and glory that had been Rome are a distant memory now. Scattered among the ruins of the empire, small kingdoms rise and fall like castles of sand, fighting a desperate battle for survival against the rising of the tide. People live in a world of fear as the strong prey upon the weak, showing no mercy, no rest, and, worst of all, denying any refuge to the downtrodden. To the east, we knew the empire endured, albeit consumed by its own internal upheavals and caring little for the fate of its western brother. The sword rules, and the armies that wielded it in the name of their crown roam the lands of the West, taking by force anything that would not be freely given. There, in the shadows of a world clutched in the grasp of despair and apathy, a silent and malevolent evil took

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Lantern Ascent

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Chapter 13 - Training Day

The next morning came too quickly. I open my eyes to see Leaf laying near the dying fire, Raposa’s family lying next to him. It was such an adorable site, the young elf laying with the foxes. It would have been seen as something very elf like back in my world. Remembering what happened the day before, of how the two of us could see what the other person was thinking, I tried to send a mental image to Leaf of what I was seeing. Leaf’s body stirs before one of his eyes opens. He gives a soft smile, apparently seeing the mental image I sent him. Then an image came into my mind. I saw myself, a large black and brown Fenrir curled up in a ball. Between my side and massive fluffy tale, I could see a small orange patch of fur. Raposa was completely engulfed by my fur, looking more akin to a plushy toy. But seeing it from Leaf’s eyes, and feeling her warmth next to me, gave me a pleasant filling in my heart. “I take it that it is time to train?” Leaf questions in our minds, trying not to

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CV | Twitterpated Event 2025 | Partners in Crime

Rohan paced the fenceline, hooves wearing a path in the trodden earth. Long green grass damp with morning dew wet his legs as he brushed past. The morning was dreary with no sign of sunlight through the thick onset of fog. It made it difficult for Rohan to see the nearby treeline where he’d desperately watched for any signs of life. He’d been separated from his sister and traveling companion, Holly and her young colt Sandstone, whilst in search of their cousin’s herd. They’d planned to join Bramble for the spring to give Sandstone some stability and sense of familiar bonds. But instead their plans had been interrupted by some rather pesky two leggeds and their insipid ropes. At the time of Rohan’s capture Holly and Sandstone had opted to stay back in the meadow to graze whilst Rohan scouted the area surrounding them. After establishing a perimeter and ensuring their immediate safety the painted overo stallion took some time to himself to cool off in a mountain stream. He’d allowed

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CV | Sreten #137-2 | Vacations Over

The first snowfall of the season brought a mixture of emotions to Sreten’s herd. Some were grateful for the shelter and food provided by the two-leggeds during this time. Whilst still others were apprehensive and eager to be on their way once more. Sreten, for one, was not at all bothered by their extended stay. They had food, water, and shelter. And they were protected from predators and bachelors alike. Gemini, on the other hoof, griped that the stocky grullo was too apathetic in regards to their dire situation. Their endless bickering had sent poor Libra into labor early, the maiden chestnut mare giving birth to two healthy, albeit small, foals. A filly and a colt. Ginger, the filly, was an adorable red dun tobiano with the same lip marking as her grandsire Ajax. She reminded Libra and Gemini fondly of the roan stallion very much. The colt, Codigo, was equally striking. He sported a dark bay dun coat with flashes of white stripes throughout. Sreten was over the moon with his new

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CV | Sreten #137-2 | Springtime Shenanigans

Springtime brought with it warmer weather and higher spirits within Sreten’s herd. Their stocky grullo lead stallion, Sreten, was certainly feeling his oats in the springtime sun. He pranced to and fro, tossing his mane through the air. Two of his mares, Aspen and Sierra, kindly watched him show off and met him with friendly grins as they grazed peacefully side by side. Both mares were quite fond of their lead and enjoyed spending time with the stallion. But suddenly their enjoyment of Sreten’s antics was interrupted by two very pesky bachelors. The first of which was scrawny and looked to have some sort of fungal infection from the recent floods marring his coat. Sierra, a mare who was rather keen on hygiene, reeled back and fled from the offending young stud. Aspen quickly led Sierra away as the mangy bachelor’s partner attempted to steal them right out from under Sreten’s velvety nose. Oh, but Sreten would have none of this foolishness in his herd. He’d certainly put an end to

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Sandburr 520's Tracker

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WOTW | Sunset Meetings

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Dinosaurs Fun, Fact, and Fantasy Revised Ch. 4

Lauren pounded the plaster a bit to find the chicken bone, now bleached and tanned like a dinosaur bone. "There, it's our own fossil. But let me tell you, Dil. A lot of people would have trouble imagining what a chicken would look like a hundred million years from now from just this bone." "That's the problem Mantell had," Dil explained. "He found the teeth, but nine years later in 1831 he found a skeleton. Then he could see what kind of animal he was dealing with and what it may have looked like." "Oh, wow." Lauren gasped seeing these models at the Crystal Palace Garden. "These things look quote a bit like you." "Yes, that's why he called it Iguanodon," explained Dil. "It's a combination of the Iguana lizard and donta, meaning 'teeth'. It was not until several years later that the Iguanadon was just one of many creatures called dinosaurs." "Yes, Sir Richard Owen coined the word 'dinosaur', meaning 'terrible lizard'," Lauren continued. "By the time the word dinosaur became

F009 IEC Kris Kringle

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Published: Nov 26, 2017

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Identification ID: F009
Registered Name: IEC Kris Kringle
Nickname: Kristoff
Breed: Talvak-Draft
Gender: Stallion
Height: 18hh
Color: ee Aa nCr nTb nSpl
Genotype: Palomino Tobiano Splash
Tracker: F009 IEC Kris Kringle | Tracker

Breeding Tier: Beginner

Bloodlines:
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Bullet; White

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Bullet; White

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Breeding Slots: 15/15 Bullet; Red