My Life as a Dragon Slave: Book 2 Chapter 7
._ _we begged on our knees with our prayers,_ _and asked for miracles._ _ in time before us now, the gods ask us for prayers._ _they start to fade away, slowly losing us through the ages till they are nothing but myths._ _that is when we become
Zion - LotNM Character Prologue (Artemisia - 1st Draft)
Adjusting her grip, she stepped onward into the fray, whispering a prayer.
Don't Let Go
With trembling paws, he took a bulletin and spoke a soft prayer. _have mercy on me, protect me._ he walked to the sanctuary door and took a deep breath. maybe he could sit in the back today, in the corner beside the sound booth where no one looked.
Dawnbringers
He muttered a soft prayer to darwin, and maybe goddess as vandal did, for a little extra luck, promising that it will be slick with blood and hydraulics before his life`s end.
The Murdered Sun
Giving a prayer for a murdered sun.
Crestfallen (Poem)
Darkness that you feel, most of it's inside your head, because the thought of hurting you, well, i'd rather i was dead, though you may not trust me now, and i wouldn't blame you there, i hope you trust these words, you are always in my prayers
A Poetic Definition.
The weeks of prayer and fasting before brush may meet with palate? or is it in enthronement in the shrine or sanctuary that painting or mosaic or stained glass becomes an icon?
A Waltz with Death
"hello," she said as she bowed her head, her voice was like a prayer. i simply smiled, my heart gone wild, and i took my first bow. "loki, isn't it?" i whispered quite a bit like it was a sacred vow.
Into The Mouths Of Madness
My fingers fold into one another and i close my eyes for prayer. _the eventide has turned. the darkness deepens beneath my skin. i recognize my mind as my own. help me remain on the path of reason.
Neytiri of the Na´Vi
But eywa heard our prayers, and with her help we won. many have asked me how, i could forgive you. after you betrayed us, no na´vi had a clue. how could i forgive you, discussions were rife.
The Adventures of the Brave Knight Bunnicus (PART II)
If she weren't murmuring her prayers, anyone else would think that the priestess was asleep. silvia grinned and walked forward, sitting next to the priestess and also bowing her head for a moment.
Through Breath and Sight - Chapter 3
_ _wrapping my paw about his gnarled and bony claws, i remain silent._ _'been keeping our lost brothers in your prayers?' he rasps through a warm smile._ _squeezing his claw, i say nothing.