Fire and Shadow
#3 of poetry **fire and shadow** the fire in your heart or the shadow in your soul, the choice of which remains unknown. those who believe in, but can not see, the mind is not a place, for rationality.
My Shadow
# my shadow by. ryan stoops a.k.a.
Shadows at Dawn
#2 of losing you part 2 of 2 (shadows at dawn) i panted as the sun finally came over the horizon. i shivered again in a contrast of heat and cold.
Falling Into Shadow
It was dark as a moonless night, filled with tall and mighty pine trees but as she noticed the strange woods about her she stated to see moving shadows pass by out of the corner of her eyes.
The origin of shadows
Since that time... there were shadows... in the day, the ruler of ligth frolics and runs over the world.. and the ruler of darkness hides in shadows...
The shadows within
"Kate! Hey sleepyhead. It's over. We gotta go." Katherine raised her head from the desk and tiredly looked up to her friend. "Huh?" she finally managed to say, receiving a frown as a reply. "I just can't understand," Lisa started complaining, "why you...
The Shadows of Chicago
Seeing two shadows maul creswell, i threw a flare and shot one dead. "lockwood, we lost creswell!" i shouted. lockwood didn't reply, though i heard screams of anger and the feral cries of several shadows.
floating shadows
Where there is light; there is shadow where there is no more light; there is no more shadow only darkness remains...
Shadow and Blaze
shadow was in class writing, the black hedgehog was sitting next to a purple and white cat named blaze. blaze liked shadow but he didn't know. she is the only girl who liked shadow from the start of college.
Grasping at Shadows
Characters © jaffah, story © jaffah 2016 grasping at shadows a continuing story of monsters thud. thud. thud. "alright, alright. keep your pants on."
Shadow of a Doubt
shadow said. "you're right." another voice emerged from the darkness making the pair turn toward another set of red eyes as devimon emerged from the shadows.
Forging of Shadows
A smell of fire and smoke filled the late night air. An amber glow of flames filters through the lone window of the room. A vulpine women, in her early adulthood and with rusty red fur covering most of her body, slept soundly in the small lived-in...