| This is the story I am working on and hopefully trying to get published. I would appreciate it if you read it and offered your opinion. Segregated, isolated, and forgotten, the race of tribal, lupine humanoids known collectively as the Taraga have managed to live in relative peace, residing in and near forests. However, in their natural element the Taraga are occasionally the objects of supernatural, often terrifying experiences. Such is the case with young Toril, whom by purest “chance” learns he is to be haunted by a spirit whose name is Fyratonis. When the boy’s home and village are completely destroyed, he must leave all her has ever known, with only Fyratonis and his sister Sonja as companions. The young Taraga must venture into a world which has become ignorant and alien to him in order to suppress the truly ageless force that threatens all of existence, living and once-living. |













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Don't Touch My Peenie!
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TREE.
Gal Bursten It.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.-- Matthew 6:34, NKJV
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Don't Touch My Peenie!
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TREE.
Gal Bursten It.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.-- Matthew 6:34, NKJV
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Don't Touch My Peenie!
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TREE.
Gal Bursten It.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.-- Matthew 6:34, NKJV
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Are you down with the sickness?
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hate destroys the soul of anyone who tries to teach it
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