Passion in Question
I refuse to negotiate for i had to wait for the ticking hands of fate to consummate the deed that has brought hate.
How did I fall for you
Me you made a fool out of me and threw me away to die, and disappear why couldn't i decode this script how did i for you when sensed your evil, wicked soul oh but how did i fall for you what went wrong i couldn't decode your puzzles your ticks
Final Excerpt-To The Gates Of Hell
tick, tick, tick when the sd timer. with 45 seconds remaining, martin initiated a jet of flame that my armor easily repelled as i started towards him.
Wild Attraction (Part 1)
She watched as her tail ticked from side to side. off in the distance aria heard the roars of the lions. they must be having another initiation for the newest cubs coming of age.
05 - Luna’s Call
"it appears so," tick nodded. "most unsettling," tock agreed. "sergeant?" shade asked expectantly. "make ready," blue shield told them as he rose and slipped into his uniform.
Lunch by Venn Diagram (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the litany ticked another notch. ~ the synth of the group admitted, "i don't think that place serves mineral wafers; i'd have nothing to eat..." ~ the slog resumed.
VOCT2 - Round 1: James vs Aira
Watching the timer himself, james muttered a quiet goodbye as it ticked down to zero. aira's damage ticked up to 1,000%, at which point his body succumbed to digestion.
Another Perfectly Normal Day At School
Just another normal day at school by calextheneko tick. tick. tick. tick. tony gave an exasperated sigh as he watched the clock slowly tick away. it wasn't anywhere close to time to get out of class.
Winter Interlude
This was a time for family, not ... companionship, and business had been slow all week, fading faster as the days ticked off the calendar.
Burning Bridges
Fighting under the night again to be heard or to never be seen another dance with the enemy inside lock you out and never feel again grinding the gears until they break hold it in and let it consume fake the smile and deny nothing is wrong the bomb ticks
Dead Shamrocks
Foolish the antagonist is gauzy, transparent like a phantom sands are ticking and vines are circling our chairs draw. flick, flick.
The evening
The orange sky was fading fast, drew nearer and nearer to the half-rounded ruby red sun as time ticked by.