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Saturday
Evaluateion in comfort

Always comfortable to know that I have access to the backdoor. That whatever dreadful occasions take place in the bow, there remains an alternative, a space of safety to indulge in when all goes poorly. As long as I don't lose the key, that is.
Happy Filthy Friday~.
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1 week
The Promised Sleep Kept

Rest for a while, and then rest some more, when you are ready, take that step out the door.
Walk around the block, and then walk one more, remember your path back to the door.
Is it the same?
Happy Filthy Friday~.
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2 weeks
The Canary Conviction

We have a new story today, though not new in the traditional sense, it was made for the Twisted Fate pony vore artpack a year ago, but now it is freely available, so posting it publicly~.

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3 weeks
Tattle on a Tail

Once I thought I could overpower nature, that I could fight the tides, and bring ruin to the typhoon, that I with my own determination could bend the sea and carve the path of the moon. Though with every year, with every month, every day, my grasp falters, and nature stands as tall: the snake coils around me, choking.
But I still clutch my dagger...
Happy Filthy Friday~.
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4 weeks
The weary folds

Wayward soul who seeks solace, find your way to me, find your way through cold and sorrows, find your way to me. Find your way through dreadful waters, find your way to me.
Find the path that few have tread, find your way to me. Find your way through your own strength, find your way to me. Find companions to share the journey, find your way to me.
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Jun

16th

2017

The Logbook · 9:27pm Jun 16th, 2017

Day blueberry, I haven't seen a drop of smut for ages and wonder if the succulent fluids will ever gush forth and inseminate our dry folds once more. There has been talk of smut storms over at Eka's portal and Furaffinity, but there aren't any links that go there, how am I supposed to find it?
I suppose I will just hold out hope, one day the filth with rain once more, one day.

Wait... Is that a dear?