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Look Before You LeapLook Before You LeapLook Before You Leap by leviathinz
Port Royale was a normal every day little seafaring village stacked full of normal men, women and children who did nothing more than get on with their wonderful yet meaningless lives. The Port was more than four hundred years old and in its lifespan had only just left horses as their primary mode of transport behind, Port Royale had all but been forgotten by both its neighboring villages as well as many if not all of the larger cities which made it seem so meaningless. Those villagers that were smart enough to want a life left as soon as they could but this was not often for the inhabitants of the small seafaring village were for lack of a better word, stone broke.
One villager though was sick and tired of being both broke and a nobody, this is her story.
Gwen St Claire pulled the rags that were bed sheets from her near golden athletic figure and threw to the floor, the young woman sighed as she peered out the window at the mainland across the strong river next to
Jungle Boy 23: Square CageJungle Boy woke up, yawning and stretching. He looked around, finding that he was in a giant, square cage. The cage was made of metal bas on the outside, and a wooden floor interior. It looked freshly made, and very strong. The bars were too close together for Jungle Boy to slip through.Jungle Boy 23: Square Cage by DeethIrteen
He rubbed his eyes, getting to his feet. "Where am I?"
"You're in a cage." A familiar voice answered. "For now, at least."
Dread gripped Jungle Boy's belly. He ran to the bars to get a look outside. The cage was balanced on the dragoness's knee, and when looking down he could see a hammock, practically stitched together with too many animal skins to count supporting her, which was barely large enough for her standards. It was tied across a corner of the room, and the floor was still grass, as the dragoness didn't seem to mind it. The walls were numerous trees, stacked on top of each other, and she seemed to use the smaller branches from them as a roof, which let some light in, but not much.
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