Time Beats. Hearts tick. - medium poem
I was pleasantly surprised about how this poem turned out. this marks a big, positive change in my writing. this was written after i listened to underground by david bowie during my senior year of high school.
Windows to the Soul - chap. 21-22 - by Skyfox
Whenever necessary they returned to the food collection to get something additional to eat, quickly resuming the pleasant conversation with various friends.
Journal Update December 2021
Stay safe and hope you have a pleasant end of the year! see you for the next exciting chapter.
Prologe of the Fox
Life for me seemed simple, pleasant...until everything was turned inside out. starting with one stormy day....
Creative Writing Prompt #1: Subject Analysis
He laughs, and the sound is a constantly resounding pitch that rings pleasantly in your ears. he leans back against the faded blue wall of the school hallway, with his legs lying beneath him, tucked in close to him.
The Wet Journeys of Mareen, Prologue: The First Hunt
Despite the pleasant weather and the shade of the trees, climbing the rather steep slope of rocks and roots was different than the stone stairs of the city.
Arista
Its very...pleasant under the blankets now." made even more pleasant as i felt her incredibly soft curves pressing into me, but i thought it best not to mention that at the moment.
Lazy Day
The short hike, enough to warm the bodies of the pair up was a faint memory at the moment, remembered faintly through the fading pleasant burn of muscles exercised and the slight sheen of sweat, bringing it's own scent to the bouquet of the mountainside picnic
A pride birthday
Devon woke up pleasantly. "happy birthday to you" cameron sang in his ear. "thanks babe" devon said, kissing his husband in the lips.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 13: Fading False Dawn
The autumn sun reflected off his pale purple scales, its heavenly glow painting his otherwise faded scales, a pleasantly rich mixture of warm orange and fiery red.
A Shifty Discount
Blending with the rugged, hand carved tunnels were doors of pleasantly stained wood and glass panels, each one acid washed with a particular character to signify the importance of the room, rather than letters and words to simply spell out what it was.
A Destroyer's Heart: Chapter 2
Beerus quirked his right brow at the ever surprising nene before smiling once more and giving the air a sniff as there was indeed a pleasant aroma to the air that promised many delicious foods.