queer fiction

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Chapter two of untitled work

The black cold of the night rudely awakened the hengeokai. His entire body shivered, vibrating in a desperate attempt to generate body heat. He uttered an expletive under his breath, and chided himself silently for making such a foolish blunder as not utilising the newly found wood.

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Untitled Novel Beginning

Gregory my best friend in S.F. says i should start writing the story in my head. SO HERE GOES! This is just the beginning, this work will probably be very very very long. I have no idea what to call it, but it is what it is. Hope you enjoy it!

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