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Literature
All he went searching for was a simple gift.Treasure woke up with a plan; one he hoped to start on early lest hot weather force him to retreat into the shade and lose valuable time. And while sometimes he could be a bit blasé in his plans... this one was special. Very, very special- he refused to muck it up in any fashion even if the hot sun tried to chase him away or the rains threatened to return with their d...
Treasure | Fading Embers of Old Friends
By fyre ・ 0 ・ 0
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Chili Mellow
By Anxious_Cyanide ・ 0 ・ 0
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Ancient Grudge Prompt - Benji
By CicerOrator ・ 1 ・ 0
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[Gift] Run
By strawbunny_sundae ・ 0 ・ 0
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Bravery is for Heroes...
By SockeyeCircus ・ 0 ・ 0
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Fire Lily
By AcuteExposure ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Gift] Cinders After Rain
By Lune ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Gift] Ume
By AcuteExposure ・ 0 ・ 0
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Johnno sighed, stretching his sore bones as he felt his spine crack slightly. He was getting a tad too old to continue taking these long hikes, but something about tending to the land always brought him back. Today, he was going to tend to The Range. He wasn’t a proper keeper of the Veld, but he knew many of them, and lent a hand wherever he could. It was good, he thought, to get out and do something good for the wo...
Planting in The Range
By AcuteExposure ・ 0 ・ 0
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[Gift] Amaryllis
By AcuteExposure ・ 0 ・ 0
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Midnight Discovery: Fire Lily
By CicerOrator ・ 1 ・ 0
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Ume!!☕️🌱
By sunsoulprince ・ 0 ・ 0
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Desert Dusk
By Lune ・ 0 ・ 0
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Discovery
By SockeyeCircus ・ 0 ・ 0
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Fiery discovery
By HayGayJay ・ 0 ・ 0
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Hey ho, Let's go!
By Haris_Athena ・ 0 ・ 0
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Glamorous
By HayGayJay ・ 0 ・ 0
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Rocksss
By ParrotRoo ・ 1 ・ 0
Literature
Grisha was pouting, but he would call it anything but if he had been asked; in his mind, pouting was for babies, even if he indulged in the practice quite often. And to be perfectly clear, Grisha was still a rather young Fenroo… The sort that still lived with his parents. He simply believed that he was a lot older than his age, as Fenroo his age oft believed, blissfully aware that the world was so much vaster than they could ever anticipate. They were the ones that had pissed him off this t...
The Stranger in the Outskirts and the Flower
By Lyroa ・ 0 ・ 0
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the fire lily!
By sunpurr ・ 1 ・ 2