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It felt very ... intimate, alone on this island with a god she didn't know
Asa's fur was still ragged, tangled with shreds of leaves, her pink headscarf askew around her shoulders. Her bookbag was loosely set beside her.
Her sheep would be up, staring at the flight status on his laptop screen, the curly wool around his eyes crinkled with focus, straining against the burn of the bright light.
Hail, adventurer! It's always good to meet a fellow traveler. Welcome to my journals, tucked away in this little corner of the web. Here, I record the strange, the heartful, and the epic from across the Dragon Space galaxy. I collect both tales and documents. They are all freely availble to read, as well as to export to your own parts of artspace--because art deserves to be played with. If you want to know more about me, you can visit my personal page, but if you're just looking for a good story, read on!
There are really no bad places to start. That being said, here's a few of my best works:
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(though I might need to get a more formal system someday ...)