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Jak and Daxter TPL fanfic -intro-

I saw nothing but darkness behind my closed eyelids. I heard the sounds of ocean waves lapping at a shoreline and seagulls' caws. Probably my nature-sound alarm clock going off. I also felt a breeze blowing, scattering tiny strands of my hair across my face. Darn it, I thought, I must have my ceiling fan on too high.... I had been dreaming that I had gone to the dunes with my family-- my mom, dad and little sister. It was a bit strange, though. After venturing into a small but dense forest atop the biggest sand dune at the lake, my sister and I fell down a wide fissure that must have been thirty feet deep to the river bel

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What was once a fascination when I was twelve...is now an obsession. :XD:

Jak And Daxter TPL fanfic chapter 13 by CloudsGirl7, literature

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Jak And Daxter TPL fanfic chapter 13

----------------------- A Jak and Daxter: The Precursor Legacy fan fiction by CloudsGirl7 -------------Chapter 13: Universal Fascination ----------*Valerie's POV* This dream was tormenting. Or was it real, and the memories of that other planet – with mysterious, even magical substances, and humans with long ears – were the dream? I certainly couldn’t remember how I got from the Blue Sage’s hut in Rock Village to here, the living room of my house in a rural area, seated reclining in front of the large but outdated TV. Even if my eyes drifted now and then, my ears were ever-conscious of the audio coming fro

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Jak and Daxter TPL fanfic chapter 12

----------------------- A Jak and Daxter: The Precursor Legacy fan fiction by CloudsGirl7 -------------Chapter 12: The Words Of The Oracle ----------*Valerie's POV* Two days after the swamp, Jak and I were still taking it easy in order to recover our full strength; that trip, on top of the stress of the adventures prior to reaching Rock Village, had sapped our strength after we returned. We were barely able to make it back to the Blue Sage’s hut – Samos waiting to give us some small praise for what we had done – and there we rested, though every now and again we went into the recovering village to help with some task

Jak and Daxter TPL fanfic chapter 11 by CloudsGirl7, literature

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Jak and Daxter TPL fanfic chapter 11

----------------------- A Jak and Daxter: The Precursor Legacy fan fiction by CloudsGirl7 -------------Chapter 11: Animals Of The Swamp ----------*Valerie's POV* The air was filled with the sounds of chirping insects and croaking frogs, with the occasional trill of a bird in the branches of the twisted-trunked broad-branched trees above and around us, their roots carving their gnarled ways into the earth below, heavily saturated with water. There was much standing water – deep in some spots – with green scum floating on the surface, through which poked some foreign grass or weed along the edges. Even what should have been

Jak and Daxter TPL fanfic chapter 10 by CloudsGirl7, literature

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Jak and Daxter TPL fanfic chapter 10

----------------------- A Jak and Daxter: The Precursor Legacy fan fiction by CloudsGirl7 -------------Chapter 10: Rock Village ----------*Valerie's POV* Finding and rescuing the sculptor’s Muse turned out to be an even better thing than expected. Gladly turning our backs on Misty Island for the last time, Jak, Daxter and I took the fan boat and returned to Sandover Village with the black-spotted golden-furred creature in tow, more triumphant than our previous visit. We brought it to the sculptor’s hut and let it out of its wooden cage, and the sculptor was ecstatic. The Muse was rather happy, of course, squeaking and purr

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