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The Winding Path Chaptr 3Chapter 3: The Crossing PathsThe Winding Path Chaptr 3
“See Patrick,” a young boy’s voice whispered, “this is how you do it. You take the ropes” he grabbed two long braids hanging over the chair in front of him, “and you tie them – like this.” He tied them around the wooden bar of the chair back. “now you tug it gentle, just to get her attention and-”
“Boys, cut it out – Ow!” Rachel yelped as her hair was tugged viciously as she attempted to catapult from her chair at the two troublemakers. Her long, dark brown braids were tied around the chair back
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The Winding Path Chapter 2Chapter 2 – Turning the Other CheekThe Winding Path Chapter 2
Vala turned back to her novel after setting the TARDIS on cruise control and sighed with satisfaction. Maybe now she would be able to finish the book she had been trying to read for the past three months before something else cropped up that needed saving. She crossed her long legs and slumped in her lazy boy chair by the consol and settled down to a nice relaxing read.
For the last 150 years the Timelords had been battling their latest enemy, the Daleks, trying to fight them off and curb their efforts in gaining galactic control. I
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Jedi and Sock PuppetsJedi and...Sock Puppets?!Jedi and Sock Puppets
Qui-Gon Jinn walked into his quarters, rubbing his grey eyes with one dinner-plate sized hand. What he would give to be on a mission right now… He and Obiwan had been put on leave for the next two weeks, and three days in, Qui-Gon found himself quickly going stir-crazy. He rounded the corner into the Den, his large booted feet dragging on the floor in pure boredom.
Suddenly, a sock popped up over the back of the sofa. Red patches covered the heel and toe, and the rest was white except for two blue stains for eyes. “’Eh-O!” &nb
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The Winding Path Chapter 1Chapter 1 - Turning the Wrong Way?The Winding Path Chapter 1
ValaRowenaHalishaDerr stood on a cliff overlooking the Citadael of the Timelords. Her white and gold robes flowed around her form and her dark brown hair whipped in the brisk wind as her piercing green eyes looked at the city she had been raised in all of her life. In her first fifty years, Vala had spent her time getting to this point in her life and know she was frightened at a prospect that she had not considered...
War.
She had been placed into the Academy at the age of eight like every other Gallifreyan, and had quickly shown herse
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