As the plants finally wither,
snow takes the stage,
blanketing the streets with white, and icy winter days.
like all of the great seasons,
autumn is not just a departure,
it's our renewal, and a greeting all the same.
2017, Poem, Poetry, SFW, autumn, fall, season, seasons
She opened the door, freezing in spot when she spotted a familiar, feathered dragoness walking through the icy corridors.
"cloaca!"
iris threw her head up, eyes widening from behind the mask.
"dawn!"
Character Development, Dragon, Dragoness, Fanfiction, Fantasy, Legend Of Spyro, Story, Story Progression, Story Series
He grabbed my snout and put his icy eyes into mine.
"where are the rest of the midnight sons?"
his icy grey eyes stared into mine searching for any clues as to if i was lying.
Sci-Fi, Violence (Not In Yiff)
As soon as the water hit the fox's skin he let out a slight gasp, shivering as the icy liquid flowed down his back.
Boar, Fox, running away
Rik felt a familiar icy dread crawl up his spine. it was like being back in that office all over again, only this time it was worse!
Arctic Fox, Character Development, Clean, Fox, Irresponsibility, Love, M/F, Mild Romance, Military, No-Yiff, Romance, Samoyed, Story Progression, Story Series
Nothing can pry this icy grip away.
not until my death.
the cold, lonely death that i now crave.
that bittersweet moment i drift from my body.
painless, free, hopeful.
but for now i wait.
i must wade through the waters of the day.
2015, Depression, FEELINGS, Poem, Poetry, SFW, Suicide, abyss, bipolar, sadness, stress, suicidal, vent, venting
I sat in the woods last night
and i drank in the sick pale light:
waves of icy blue, but only vague
reflections of the light of day.
i saw the moon's light is not its own;
it cannot exist alone.
no, it would not be without the sun.
Love, Metaphor, Poem, Poetry
**m** ais ici, je suis avec toi
**e** n complet amour.
**a** u contraire à ta croyance, mon amour est réel.
**b** randon, crois-moi quand je te dis
**s** eul toi que j'aime.
**o** ù puis-je découvrir un tigre comme toi?
Acrostic, French Language, Love, Poetry
Their eyes were an icy blue, filled with curiosity as he watched me. i heard others gather around, taking their positions around me.
Werewolf
I faintly remember a rush of air, the soothingly cold touch of icy scales, and the rhythmic beating of a giant heart.
\<-\>7\<-\>
when i woke, i had to pause to figure out what was happening.
Dragoness, Magic, Training