

Another Tribe Chapter 1 The lanky swordsman watched the flames in rapt fascination.Another Tribe Chapter 1
He had read about the Avinos Ruins before, but unlike Ben, he had never been there to witness it in person. No matter who the author was, and regardless of how many sources they cited, nobody knew where it came from. It was just constantly there. Ben viewed the area as a tourist trap, but it was just so fascinating to him. How could something so destructive be contained so easily? Most importantly, however, it actually provided some comfort despite the fact that everything else tonight was making him


Card II: The SunWhen I finally stepped outside of the school, The construction making it seem like a subterranean prison, The light predictably blinded me.Card II: The Sun
I think of my clumsy pretension of freshman year, Awkwardly reflected in my messy, obtuse stanzas But still endearing and still more true than anything else, Because everyone felt their wings of wax melt.
Is it worth it, then, to fly towards you? After all, you make us curse you all the time. Curse you for not being there when we need you, Swear when you oppress us under your finger.
Despite my idealism, fiendish creatu


Chapter 9: CharismaChapter 9: CharismaChapter 9: Charisma
While Kelvin talked with Andy, Tamara stood in front of the sink, washing dishes. Russell and Clay had been talking in the living room, and Clay came in suddenly.
“Why the hell are you doing that?”
“Because I needed to focus my attention on something else,” replied Tamara as she placed a wet dish on the rack. “And also, it was disgusting. And if you were even thinking about making a sexist comment,” she said without turning her head as Clay opened his mouth, and tossed a towel to him, “you can dry.”
Clay, not saying anything, walked up and began drying the dishes as she


Chapter 8: Same Old SongChapter 8: Same Old SongChapter 8: Same Old Song
“All right, dinner’s ready!” Allen came in from the inn’s kitchen which was provided for travelers who wanted to make their own meals. With oven mitts over his hands, he walked in with a covered pot and set it down in the middle of the table, next to a basket with fresh bread. He opened up the lid and steam rose from it. “Hope you all don’t mind chili. Nothing fancy, but I figured we all deserved it.”
"Shouldn’t we wait for Andy?” Matt asked.
“Well… I told him not to be late,” Allen shrugged. “He probably got something else.”
“Hmmm…” Tom said. “I hope he’s okay.” &nb
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