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Go to the "submit deviation" button at the top of our page. If you want to contribute an older artwork from you gallery, go inside our gallery and click the "submit a deviation to this gallery" button at the top of the page, then select "contribute existing deviation". YOU ARE ALLOWED TO SUBMIT FOUR DEVIATIONS PER MONTH. Additional images will not be accepted.
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Shadows over Termina ch 14Shadows over Termina ch 14 by Super-Sonic-101
NIGHT OF THE FOURTH DAY
A Night for Healing.
Night eased over the island, Drigos and Skreemin having had no luck finding our heroes. At this moment, Drigos was too tired to continue flying. His wings ached, and they were sore with even a flick. He'd actually never done so much none-stop flying in a day before. That, and he never carries people on his back either. Deku scrubs may be light, but they still weigh some- not to mention Skreemin was weighed down with what ever items he had in his rucksack.
The draconic monster pulled up a log and sat on it, sighing a deep, gritty, guttural-growling sigh. His monster eyes pierced through the dark as he watched the bald deku walk over to a large rock protruding from the ground. No telling how big the rock actually was, for it was buried in the earth. Skreemin sat down on it and removed his rucksack and bow from around him, placing them next to the
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