Bellkurs Gedicht ~ (Amielnóri Bellkuria)
Wo ist nur der strand, in diesem meer ohne farbe? wer wird mich beschützen, in dieser welt, so kalt? was tut das leben nützen, wenn alles geliebte fällt?
DoC-Ep1-The Intro-
Joseph adebayo- 6'1 monkey with tan colored fur with neck length brown hair with a strand of it sticking up with green eyes.
To Laugh Once More
Without a single strand of regret preventing true tranquility. just to laugh once more, to free my strained heart. the morning comes again, but a part of me is left behind. the night passes quietly, not a whisper of thought.
Teaser for possible First Story.
The scientists could see the unusual dna strands and abnormal advancements to my brain. as i grew up there came the experiments, and frequent tests.
I Liked That Shirt...
The faint, quiet 'riiiip' of strands of fabric splitting apart. each inhalation flaring out his chest, and snapping a few more of them apart. a small v shaped tear beginning to form around his collar.
Evil Bethlhem
Is there not a hopeful strand of memory worthy of humanity in this dark hour? the muddy entanglement that waited outside the trucks was horrific.
The Wolf
As the last strands of my hair fall out, the fur covers my scalp. soon, i'm covered by gray fur from head to toe. just as i think that it's all over, my hands and feet begin to itch like crazy.
Phase II *SNEAK PEEK*
With a sudden malfunction, both katz and courage are now stranded on an unknown planet common to earth! now, the two of them must work together to get home in this seven part series!
MLP: Lunar's Return
Her mane was straight cut in the front and was a deep shade of blue with a few strands of pink and purple in the center. her tail also had the same style and highlights to match.
A Quick Snack
As she inched forward, she opened wider, the strands of saliva trailing from top jaw to bottom... just then aku's one eye opened up, catching a glimpse of the shadow of the naga that was descending upon him!
Monster Mankind Chapter 3
What strands of hair seen outside of her hat was an ashen grey shade, complimenting her milk chocolate brown coat. but amidst the grey shade were three golden strands. the wendigo pondered, perhaps her hair was naturally blonde but she has dyed her grey.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 17
How was he supposed to understand any of it when he could barely comprehend the woven strands of wool between his fingers?