Poem #19
My body feels something ripple over it, energy coursing along my veins, a side affect from my nightmares, things i have never been apart of, i'm no warrior, no soldier to be respected and honored.
Hidden Scales
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Supersizing a Superhero
He tensed his quads as he walked, thrilled by how they popped out against his pale orange fur, rippling with enough power to crush mountains. he raised both arms this time, flexing his biceps again for the whole city to see.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 139
A loud chopping noise broke through the shouts and growls and a shuddering ripple rose through the tree from the bottom up, through the trunk and into the flaming branches.
The Dragon's Scale
As the human submerged himself, the dragon roared in pain as his life rippled out through his neck.
Too Defensive
The sound faded rapidly, and the rune pulsed a vibrant green as the air ripple around it with heat. "see? less than a second. i doubt i can draw a sword at that speed." the otter said with a small smirk.
398 Missing Pages
He reaches out and grabs one as it passes, holding it hard against the invisible storms that batter at him and tug against the paper, rippling the words thereon and trying to tear it from his hands. he grabs another and another, desperately.
Three Mile Island
Instead, i vow to flow about you-- cooling, calming waters, circling, circling, rippling round your atomic nature-- holding you but never touching you oh my chernobyl. oh, my three mile island.
The Why of Werewolves
Muscles rippling, no matter your gender! fantastic, engine of flesh, ripping, snorting; hungry! not that it was foreign--no! we always could have embraced this! we were free!
Writing.
That to most others is simply regarded as a piece of text to roll over; yet still, we all do it anyway, working into the late nights and those tiresome evenings, but even though, it all makes for some times we shall never forget, and always admire, that one ripple
Something vauge
Empty as the end of all things, not a spark in the darkness, not a ripple in that pond. the worlds shortest story. and yet. i exist. never ever doing anything but nothing. seeing nothing, feeling nothing, breathing nothing, begin nothing.
Idol Hands
Furvus chuckled a bit and rolled his shoulders forward showing that massive bulging chest flex and ripple with shredded definition and made scott step back a little from intimidation.