J'étais amoureux d'une femme méchante mais je savais qu'elle était si méchante que ça, chaque matin quand je parte au jardin public pour aider les vieilles parents. Elle s'amuse à faire des publicités toute déshabille au lieu de me faire à manger, un jour en rentrant du jardin public je le trouve déshabille entre de dansé sur des Brésiliennes, j'étais complètement choqué moi qui croyais que ma femme, en étant une femme mariée elle pouvait pas faire du mal au téléspectateurs en montra sa nudité
2 September 16, 2022, 21:11 0Şu an önünde duran mezarda yatan kişiyi hiç tanımamıştı, fakat Nires'in üzüntüsünü görünce o da üzülüyordu. Onu neşelendirmek istiyordu ama kasvetli sessizliği bozmaya çekiniyordu. Nires'in yüz ifadesi onu düşüncelere boğmuştu. Gün gelecek ve hepsi ölecekti, lakin hepsi mezara gömülecek kadar şanslı olmayacaktı. İnsan olarak, asıl değerli olanı fark edemeden göçüp gidiyorlardı. Şu an Nires, babasına hayatı boyunca hiç vermediği kadar değer veriyordu. Neden hala hayattayken vermemişti bu değeri?
5 February 09, 2024, 13:49 1With the smallest hint that charmed her to expose her weak side, Nires stopped trying to hold back and succumbed to tears; a lonely girl who had survived in such a place for so long, likely a few years younger than themselves, and neither physically nor mentally strong. She was just one of the unfortunate victims of this cruel world.
7 December 28, 2023, 08:17 1Privilege? Please, don't be insolent, Lady Lumina. You've committed the kingdom's gravest crime. Unlike other humans, you were a member of the royal family. They were mere strangers, but you, you're a traitor to the crown. Do you not think death is too lenient a punishment for such a crime? If His Majesty is still determined to get you back after all this, you may face a fate worse than death. I believe your friends are luckier than you; unlike you, they might die and be spared from this ordeal.
9 March 21, 2024, 10:42 1He had never known the person lying before him. However, upon seeing Nires' sorrow, he too felt it. He wanted to cheer her up, but hesitated to step into the gloomy silence. Nires' expression had plunged him in thoughts. One day, they would all die, but not all of them would be fortunate enough to be buried. As humans, they were passing away without realizing the true value of things. Right now, Nires valued her father more than she ever had in her life; yet he not in flesh, but in swollen soil.
8 February 09, 2024, 13:59 4Miller approached and took Nires by the shoulder: —You said you didn't know what's ahead. Let me go first. If there's anything dangerous, I don't want you to be caught up front. Nires replied: —I also said it's not a dangerous place. I'll be fine. Miller took hold of the rope in Nires' hand. He had no intention of forcibly taking it, but Nires knowingly let go of the rope into his hand: —We should be cautions against even the smallest risks. I'll go down. Nires responded: —O...Okay.
6 February 25, 2024, 08:49 1Miller and his friends remained silent. They all kept their eyes on the ground. The elf continued: "I hate this aspect of you. You're always looking down. The reason you lost in the war wasn't because you were weak; it was because you didn't look ahead... even you, wolfkin have become a human. If you intend to protect them like I do, you should teach them to see what led them to search for that path before looking towards the path."
5 January 19, 2024, 12:51 0Annoyed by Miller, Afro began to complain like a child: —Jacket-human is so boring! Afro can't punch it! Afro wants to kill the girl-human! Upon hearing this, Nires' spirit got crushed. All the stern joints holding her body upright fell weak. Afro's tiny eyes attached to his giant face were glancing at her. Moreover, she wasn't as adept at evasion as Miller. The moment she entered Afro's range, it meant certain death. Nires started to shoot arrows out of fear one after another: —Stay back!
4 March 05, 2024, 08:31 3Miller: —So, you're the thief who stole our belongings. I'll say it just once, kindly return the stones you have. Creature: —I'm sorry, but I can't give them back to you just yet. There's something I need to take from you in return. Miller: —What do you want? Creature: —Vengeance...
8 October 08, 2023, 11:00 0Ganzfeld: -I've never seen it with my own species, but there used to be a situation among ancient humans called homosexual relationships. Basically they were attracted to some other human of the same gender! Miller: -So what? Ganzfeld: -You don't understand, Miller! For the continuation of humanity, you need to reproduce! If Lumina is interested in another female, that means she has no interest in males, meaning, in you! If this is the case, how are we supposed to bring back humanity?!
3 December 31, 2023, 19:52 0Everyone experiences some downfalls in life; yet the first one is the hardest to get up from. Miller had been able to overcome whatever difficulty had come his way all this time. However, this great obstacle that confronted him was incomparable to anything he had encountered before. His self-confidence was shattered. The fact that there were even more powerful ones than this creature on Earth made his entire body shudder. He softly bowed his neck and turned around to left the room helplessly...
12 September 09, 2023, 02:25 0Such tasty food I crave To eat along with some lays. I pop open a bottle of soda, Pour in the cup full of ice. While I drop some salsa, Turn on the heat for the rice. Stir it till the crispness of the chicken starts to show. I pour the food in the bowl, Chow down till the bone. I eat and drink the the best of the best, Now is time to take a rest. I have no idea what I wrote but enjoy
5 July 09, 2023, 20:39 1The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0The scattering of bones can tell a story. Not this story; but the story of whether a storm is coming, or what direction to travel. For a 17 year old solitary druidess, orphaned from a slain empire, they could tell whether she'd have enough food to eat tonight. Fragments of deer bones skittered across a circle drawn in the dirt. She tossed back her red hair and pressed her lips together. Fresh boar tonight, but also, the danger of a bear loomed. She mounted her steed to track her prey.
9 July 17, 2023, 16:28 0His gaze turned downward. She was rather petite and dainty. Delicate, if you will. She had a slender, curving waist, which was much more than many Roman women could boast. He took her all in. She was pure and had spirit. He could already feel fierce protectiveness for her. He would make sure no harm befell her, for she would surely be a welcome temptation to many of his men. She was still a child though, hiding her delicate side behind a paper wall, keeping her natural smile under lock and key.
4 January 27, 2019, 00:01 0Riggs shoved his arm off and stopped walking for a second and just stared at him. Lake felt uneasy as he stared at himself in the goggles of Riggs’ face mask. He could feel his eyes burning a hole in him so he awkwardly looked away and put his hands behind his head. “Yeah, that’s a good way to die,” Calista said with a laugh. “He’s not the touchy type of person.”
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