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When Terra Met AmonShort drabble on Terra finally finding a way to deal with those pesky powers of hers.
She couldn't be sure of how—or at whose hand—it was that she had been set free of her rocky imprisonment. Terra could only be certain that one moment she was certain of her impending internment set in stone, and the next—she was set free of it.
The cavern she recalled sacrificing herself in lay dark and foreboding around her; silence so thick a knife could have been used to slice through it. She ambled her way through that complete and utter darkness, the sound of her movements acting as the knife to that intensely quiet atmosphere surrounding her.
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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