Page and Line

For some reason this has always been my favorite game. The rules are simply. One person will post a page number and a line number. Such as page 4, line 17. Your job is to go to your story and go to page four and paste line 17 and then to leave another page and line for the next poster.

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somewhere else in the state about a whole heap of horses getting slaughtered, but that didn’t particularly bother Tannaz.

Oh lordy. I sound so mean in that sentence.

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remnant of the Grand Tours of Europe that had passed through Paris. I laid sweet Alethea to bed with

wow that one seems confusing out of context

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Unless fake tans killed brain cells or something. Tannaz didn’t protest the kiss goodbye. It was a part

I'm starting to actually love doing this.

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wasn't worried about the weather. He knew

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I could only thank God for that, even if it meant that I had to watch my mother go to him

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despicable bastards. Even in demon society, being a heartless despicable bastard was frowned upon, unlike being a soulless bloodthirsty devourer of existence,

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T-0 Years

Everything before that was backstory. I've gotta expand on it in my Rebuild though. And I've gotta stop playing with the asteroid impact calculator.

I made my font size 20 to make this more interesting >_> let's see...

"just one night of passion before they realized"

o.o page 1 line 4.

They continued on their own path, and eventually they almost succeeded.

page 12 line 31

I'm not on page twelve yet, but I picked the most recent page with thirty-one lines:

"hanging on a stand in the front hall and a small, haphazard stack of business books on the table in the"

Not very interesting at all. XD

Page three line six!

red light in her direction.

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“You can’t go alone, Harry, if even one artifact is active you’ll be compromised.” Artie told her,

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“I didn’t know you were a comic fan,” Danielle replied.

(wow-you really can't tell my story's fantasy from that line).

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off the light and closing the door. Shrouding Ari and her room in darkness.

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sat in his lap, close enough that he would be able to

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they saw blades flying through the air near them.

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wished wasn't there.

(Why do I always get the last parts of paragraphs? Haha)

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Every reiteration of a painting was some new scheme.

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hailed a taxi, with the hardened elbows of a New York veteran of the streets she blocked two

(yeah because that makes sense)

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