Epologue; Home front
Furry of claws; epilogue; home front. damithril had dug a fourth hole already. they had decided to bury the hunters and the dragon. even when they had done horrible things he could not leave them rot.
[Commission] Going Home
Going home by green a commission for dumpaup thirteen-year-old yori hartmüt hurried out the back door of his forest-side home, an enormous, excited grin lighting up the young iriomote cat's face.
Finding Home: Chapter 1
You're safe, you are safe in your home" and i do feel home in this room, with luke. it is home. thank you for reading. please follow me on twitter [![avatar?user=69068&character=0&clevel=2](https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/avatar?
Welcome Home ch 03
Now you're home, little brother." "yeah. i'm home." he grinned, and his heart skipped a beat as he watched the sadness give way to happiness in tanya's face. she was so pretty when she smiled. "i'm so happy to be home."
Home Once Again
"will you come home now?" latias asked with a curious look.
Too Close to Home
To see such frantic activity in a house that was supposed to be a home was horrifying. both were alerted by another yelp from the living room.
Broken Home
A motherless home. incompletion, separation, angst and longing. wonder, where is she? did i miss her? yes. was she here? only for a little. to not have you in my life, i cry. please just come home. and stay.
Memaw's Dark Secret
I kept my pleasant smile as he invited us in to the home. i had to admit it was a lovely home. he offered us a place to sit in the living room as he got us each a drink from the kitchen.
New Home
We have a certain amount of money in our home, and that amount never changes. of course, we have no jobless or homeless. everyone can get a job here, if only to buy food. you've seen a traditional home, right?"
She's Leaving Home
#1 of musical muse a tale of one of the hardest things to do: leave home hello everyone, and welcome to my first story in my "musical muse" idea!
A Thin Line - Part Two: Love
They had a fishing spot not too far from their home they would go to. they'd talk about weird, random things and sometimes just sit in the relaxing quiet when they ran out of stuff to talk about.
Phone Home
She had never left home without it, felt naked when she didn't have it. fran couldn't measure how important it could be compared to what jackie needed with the rock planet, whatever it was, but it seemed _really important_ to her. she had to make a call.