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The Grace Given to MeThe Lord of the Rings fanfiction: How do you know that today is the day to die? How do you spend your last day? The thoughts of Aragorn.The Grace Given to Me by =MirachRavaia
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It is time. I know it just as the birds know when to obey the calling of the wind and fly away from the cold lands to feel the sunrays on their wings again. I know it just as the tree knows when to say farewell to its leaves, watching them flutter to the ground one by one and giving something of itself with every leaf. I know that my time has come.
Sometimes I wondered how I would recognize it. How does a man know that he has reached the point where he can leave with dignity and greatn

The Caper of the President's Seal The brown-haired girl enters my office and sits quietly, eyes darting around the room. My secretary looks at me over her head as she shows her in, face filled with curiosity.The Caper of the President's Seal by =Cassildra
"Thank you, Marisa. Please hold my calls for the next hour." She blinks, but nods in the affirmative before heading back to her desk, closing the door behind her.
"Hello, Miss Sandiego," I say to the girl in front of me. She offers me a superficial smile, wan and wary.
"Hello, Chief." Undeterred, I try to continue the conversation.
"So, you won a huge prize on a game show a couple of years ago, right? &

Give Me a Sign"A few more weeks and we are in the best time of year," Buford exclaimed as he walked out of the classroom with his friends. He, Baljeet, Phineas, Ferb and Isabella raised their fists into the air and shouted in unison: "Summer Vacation, Baby! Wooooo!"Give Me a Sign by *KicsterAsh
"Oh, I have so many plans for this summer," Baljeet announced as he pulled out his agenda. "Aside from perhaps taking another university class at one point, I was going to go visit Mishti in India for three weeks." He hugged his agenda and looked at Isabella with a grin. "Oh, I cannot wait; I have not seen her for three years, now. It will be just like old times with her! We have already plann
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Green Lantern TAS - AlterationsThe room was dimly lit, as it often was, the only light cast by a small lamp on the nearby desk. Razer often preferred to keep it that way, the door shut to keep out the light from the areas beyond so that he could enjoy a little peace and quiet. His quarters were his hideaway from the brightly lit consoles of the Interceptor's bridge and the chatter of his crew mates. That evening, however, there was a new source of dim illumination within the room.Green Lantern TAS - Alterations by ~straya
Razer sat on his bed, his back against the wall. The weight in his lap was a familiar one, the softly glowing blue eyes that looked back into his carrying just a hint of curiosity. It had r

Memento Mori (A Twilight One-Shot)Memento Mori (A Twilight One-Shot) by ~ScarletDevil1503
Millicent flinched in her seat when Parson Cullen slammed his Bible on the pulpit. "In the First Book of the Saint John, we find that 'If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness!' This is the blessing of God, given to man! Do not take this gift in ill-gratitude, sons and daughters of the Lord God..."
Parson Cullen's sermons had grown louder and louder since the death of his son. Millicent Timmins born-again, faithful churchgoer became more concerned for him with each passing year.
After the service, the silent congregation shuffled out of the church into t

GalactusTo whomever finds meGalactus by ~Philiocofansis
I fear I have held something from you and from the galaxy, for many a year. As you all know I am the last of my kin and as I am approaching the end of my life, I feel it is appropriate to tell you the truth.
Back when I was Galan in the year 27π it was the morn of the seventeenth moon. I was no older than nine, a number which, said to represent satisfaction, brought only sorrow. The sun had set with a smooth sky yet there was a disconcerting air of the cavern. The only woman who ever loved me was resting peacefully, with child, upon the chaise longue, the fire kissing her toes with the sweetest crackling sound. The

An Apple A Day - A Myria LeJean Discworld FanficAn Apple A Day - A Myria LeJean Discworld Fanfic by =HoustonDave
The rights to The Discworld and its characters created by Terry Pratchett are owned by Terry Pratchett and his publishers. All copyrights associated with the Discworld belong to them. Only the ideas and original characters in this work of fan fiction are my property. No profit is being derived from this story. Seriously guys, Pratchett is a genius. Go out and buy his books. Pratchett will thank you and so will I.
"Myria are you trying to paint again?"
Myria quickly stepped away from the canvas she had purchased that day. Nearby on the white tabletop sat a single apple, the epitome of appleness. It was red, yes it was. And shiny. There was e
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The Eternally Closed DoorThe soft sounds of a shakuhachi recording filled the silence of the room, almost covering the scratching of my pen, the drumbeat from his headphones, and the rustling of our papers.
I poured over the numbers, the trying to unravel the strings before Charmy could break my concentration. I stifled a yawn and fought the urge to look out the window. I knew how late it was. There was no need to dwell on it.
“That’s a funny face you’re makin’,” Vector remarked, highlighting the page in front of him.
“These numbers aren’t adding up,” I glanced at him over my reading glasses.
“They’re your numbers, Espio,” It was true. I did most of the bookkeeping these days.
“This check is larger than we were promised,” I slid it over to him.
Vector peered at it, eyes narrowing. Though his face would seem blank to most, after the incident with Metal Sonic, I knew his tells. I saw the faintest upturn of the outside of his lip.

4F Challenge - Estimate/UnderestimateFrom above their shelter under the snow, the pack heard the soft sound of paws pit-patting across the ground. The source was traveling at a constant pace along a nearly-straight trail. From the sounds of it, it was a four-footed creature about their size, but the clumsy crunches of its footsteps said it was not a pack member. It sounded much like someone unfamiliar with the terrain. The perfect prey.
The last one to come through was a giant, two-legged monster toting an equally large fish. While the pack would have loved to sink their fangs into both, they knew better. That last passerby would brush off even an assault from the entire pack, then claim one or two of them as its own prey. Just the thought could make them forget that they were adapted to the arctic and shiver under their thick fur coats.
But this one... this one was an outsider, and from the sounds of it, easily handled by maybe... two? Three? It shouldn't take too many of them to kill their next meal. One wolf dug her wa

Transformers: He of the Confusing PronounsTitle: Transformers: He of the Confusing Pronouns
Universe: G1
Pairings: None
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Author's Note: There's one Decepticon who always seems to get the proverbial short stick. In a couple of my own stories, I noticed I too was “picking” on him. So he seemed the perfect subject when the theme “underestimate” came up for the flash fan fiction. Word count 446
Thundercracker paused just inside the entrance to Starscream's lab, an all too familiar scene playing out before him.
“What's the big deal?” Skywarp asked.
“The 'big deal' is your inability to foresee the consequences of your act

4F Challenge - Rain/Reign (Undisclosed)He was on a mission; sent to find a very special fusion of a mythical power and an everyday sight.
The last he had known he was being sung a lullaby as he rested comfortably, quickly dozing off to a deep sleep. He was guaranteed a chance to meet many new friends if he rested a while. Friends like no others. Friends with special powers that just shouldn't be, but are.
So he slept. When he opened his eyes, he was in front of a beautiful log cabin. This place was familiar. He knew where to go from here. Just a short walk brought him to a thriving garden. It had been left unattended for at least two weeks, but the plants had grown enough to harvest anyways. He plucked the ripe fruits and planted some seeds for the next time he should come; however long that may end up being.
The place was actually a rather small island with only enough room for the one house, the garden, and a shelf to place gifts in case someone else came by. None of these would be important for the mission, however. A lo
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