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hunter and sao are kidnapped by an alein race to be rescued by a spartan named john117. as time passes by hunter and sao join to gether to stop another catashrophy a new alien race was discovered they were the faceless druid. as a mercenary ao jobs was to look out for her freind hunter but tensions rises when both sees how its gonna end.
A frightening tale about a dream one you could be told about a dream like the one discribed here. Maybe a friend told you, or maybe it's your own. What should really make you jump is knowing that your mind can come up with this even if it's frightening. Though it scares you others may think it's a simple creation of the mind. This is a VERY short story.
"Beary much so," I sang out as I hit the machine's buttons vigorously until I kicked his arse with my majestic skills. Not literally speaking since it was only luck, but he didn't have to know that. "Not berry funny," Dimitri pouted as he turned to face me. "If Dimi actually Dimitry, he would Dimi-get it." I blurted like an idiot. I wanted to facepalm my face. No, I wanted to facepalm the woman who gave birth to such an idiot. Mara Starr isn't social; she would
hunter and sao are kidnapped by an alein race to be rescued by a spartan named john117. as time passes by hunter and sao join to gether to stop another catashrophy a new alien race was discovered they were the faceless druid. as a mercenary ao jobs was to look out for her freind hunter but tensions rises when both sees how its gonna end.
A frightening tale about a dream one you could be told about a dream like the one discribed here. Maybe a friend told you, or maybe it's your own. What should really make you jump is knowing that your mind can come up with this even if it's frightening. Though it scares you others may think it's a simple creation of the mind. This is a VERY short story.
"Beary much so," I sang out as I hit the machine's buttons vigorously until I kicked his arse with my majestic skills. Not literally speaking since it was only luck, but he didn't have to know that. "Not berry funny," Dimitri pouted as he turned to face me. "If Dimi actually Dimitry, he would Dimi-get it." I blurted like an idiot. I wanted to facepalm my face. No, I wanted to facepalm the woman who gave birth to such an idiot. Mara Starr isn't social; she would