Slowly, the woman's voice rung out her enchanting words as she weaved her magic, disrupting his train of thought. his fatigue was lifted from him and the bruises and strained muscles of his body were mended.
Action, Bunny, Character Development, Male, Transformation
I had dealt
with many of kyrameha's lingering enchantments in my time.
"so one of kyrameha's spells got through. who brought it there,
so i may kill them? what did he do, so that i may rectify it?"
Anthropomorphic, Intro, Poetry, Series, Tiger, Tigress
The whole scene past the door morphed from being an allyway in traverse town to a giant swamp around merlin's hut, with enchanted moving stepping stones leading up to it.
Cute, Fanfiction, Kairi, Kingdom Hearts, Romance, Sora
How you have enchanted my heart
sweet love of mine.
i lie awake, and count the hours,
begging and pleading for signs of life.
this paper hath enraptured me,
and i fear i shall never sleep.
Other, Poetry
Flames surrounding the enchanted garden. blasts errupting around the walls. screams echoing all around me. nothing can keep me down. my eyes are emotionless as the electricity of my heart spreads all around.
Angel, darkness, light
What enchanting phrase?
what savoring verse could speak my hearts content?
no words, song, phrase nor verse could describe the way you shine upon my soul.
the radiance of your love, awakens me and makes me whole.
Love, Poem, Poetry, Romance, sweet
I will have a proper enchanter look at it when we get back," he said. "are all the orcs dead?"
"yes, captain. khajiit used magic to kill them!" she exclaimed.
"you... you wot?" he asked, slipping into his native accent.
Aldmeri_dominion, Altmer, Bosmer, Cat, Clean, Death_(not_yiff), Elf, Fanfiction, Fantasy, Khajiit, Magic, Orc, Orsimer, Skyrim
Again and again, your smile so bright; enchanting, entrancing. it makes me feel alive. and those three words say it all, no matter how long the distance is, i'm sure.
Love, Poetry
enchantment has come to die,
where saints rest,
where chance steals to buy,
your very best.
bells have rung for command,
over darkened hills,
waiting for father's midnight band,
and cheap thrills.
Eucharist, Poetry, literature
I met an angel, the day i met him
his beauty so enchanting, eloquent, and devine,
his face so sweet
his eyes so hypnotizing
the sweet smell of him
still lingers in my mind
deep black hair, like the midnight sky
his skin so white, delicate and
Poem