Bamyalee
Only i was spared, from the monstrosity, as i here stand, on the god-forsaken shores of bamyalee.
After Work
Author's note hey everyone, this was just a story i wrote up in my spare time because it had been an idea kicking around inside my head for a while and i felt i just really needed to get it down.
Ad Hoc Vocabulary (Otherwise Untitled)
~ a flailing of arms sufficient to spare him from the indignantly of a tumble, despair settled down over the badger's expression and mood with the heavy force of reality patiently entangling the collection of profanities rising up his
Peace-full...
Understanding forgetfulness seems to be more of a rarity among times that are simply demanding still, emotion flows easy before seclusion till then, i walk, aware, among an ever-twisting delusion bits of truth make tall tales easier to believe, with time to spare
31 Ripe
The animals would have enough for the difficult weather, sparing them the danger of going out in the snow. all winter, they would enjoy the ripe produce.
Poem - How Shenzi met with Ed and Banzai
#3 of the lion king a short poem made to kill some spare time. hope you like, it is not very serious though. the following poem is a work of fiction.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 23
He was literally pleading for an explanation that would spare him the shame of having a potential murderer for a son.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 27
"spare the rod, spoil the child... bad blood will out... spare the rod, spoil the child... bad blood will out..." father chanted this as he raised the rod above his head for a second time.
V Stands For Victor
An heir and a spare, as the saying goes. he was the spare's spare. though, that likely wasn't what caused his mother's disdain towards him, as he understood.
Jeremy049; Fly Like A Weasel
Jeremy found himself soaring over a few rooftops with just feet to spare. the exhilaration was so great he challenged himself to continuously get closer.
Reckoning
"spare me the denial." "very well, then," kardonyth said. "i will spare you the denial, but i will not spare your life!" "kardonyth!" acorech snapped. "calm down." "let's revise our policy. we don't harm ladies, but we hurt bitches!" kardonyth cried.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 27
"spare the rod, spoil the child... bad blood will out... spare the rod, spoil the child... bad blood will out..." father chanted this as he raised the rod above his head for a second time.