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The Shadow Plagiarising, Part 19

“Get back here!” “No!” “I won’t hurt you!” “Yes you will!” “I promise I won’t!” “I don’t believe you!” “Asmodean, you’re only making it worse for yourself!” “Don’t care!” The two little grey platforms whooshed through the darkness. The hunched … Continue reading

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The Shadow Plagiarising, Part 18

Contro was having a very vivid dream about being in a wagon. Which was funny, because he was in a wagon. He laughed when he realised he was awake. But he had been dreaming about being in a wagon as … Continue reading

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The Shadow Plagiarising, Part 17

If there was one thing more dangerous than walking around Tear with four nine-feet-tall Ogier wearing “Illian – One in a Billian!” shirts, it was walking around Tel’aran’rhiod with them. But it was something Dr. Nick had to do. Nynaeve … Continue reading

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The Shadow Plagiarising, Part 16

Dr. Nick had the amazing bad luck to have gotten himself caught up in the most mind-numbingly boring plot-thread possible. And the worst thing was, it wasn’t even safe. He could have put up with spending month after month sitting … Continue reading

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The Shadow Plagiarising, Part 15

Dr. Nick led the way down to the docks, after much messing around and nervous peeping-around-corners and last-minute cold feet that had taken up a good many days. The four Ogier followed along behind, chatting happily with Min. She and … Continue reading

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The Shadow Plagiarising, Part 14

When Puddin Taim staggered up out of Rhuidean, Debs and Janica were waiting for him right on the edge of the mist bank. He stared at them for a moment, muttering to himself, then approached, warily. His arms were bare … Continue reading

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The Shadow Plagiarising, Part 13

Staggering, Vamps emerged from the gleaming crystal pillars. He stumbled across the cold, dusty ground, fell to his knees, and vomited. He looked back over his shoulder when he was done, his eyes haunted and lips quivering. Muradin was nowhere … Continue reading

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