Ruby, AZ
I can feel the warmth of it on my face, even when it's left without a trace; can i count myself among tomorrow, as the sun with all its sorrow?
Ep21-The Culprit-The Tamers of shadow
It also could be a cousin of the family who could be behind all this, but it would be hard to trace things back as all magic being from the family is the same.
The Wolf Pack
A poem hope you enjoy it trending the waters leaving no trace waiting soundlessly in the darkness licking their chops waiting for their alpha's expertise congregating plotting scheming howls set off the hunt began the prey unaware
Section 17
Anybody that hacks or works on computer knows that tracing a hidden user is risky." i winked. "that's a relief i'd hate to be discovered hiding out in the basement, zero." she said.
Out the Airlock: Chapter 1
"yeah, for what trace there is in microgravity." "shit. are you telling me that he was out there long enough for the evidence to float out?" "looks that way, lieutenant." he shook his head and pulled up his pda.
A Walk Away - Part 1
He huddled himself up trying to keep himself warm, a soft sigh escaping from him as thoughts traced through his mind. _why?_ couldn't he just have a normal life? no.._nothing_ is normal, not in his world.
transfur
Begins to dig his razor sharp claw into my arm, tracing the f, i yell out in pain it is too much for me to handle.
Brothers Part 4
Then he concentrated on the wound again seeking out the last traces of the poison to blast it out of existence. he faltered for a moment and was almost overwhelmed by the red again as he discovered some of bucher's essence in the last traces of poison.
The dragons' revenge
"they're gonna trace us now!" "what..." "we must leave now more than ever!" "and where will we go...?" erifor asked, in confusion. nifor snorted deeply.
Mortality (a sonnet)
Person lives as long as time itself provided his effect is there to see but lacking progeny he must rely on others' often spotty memory ideas are immortal, living on to give another generation pause but often they fade out in ages hence and leave no trace
A First Kiss For a Fur...
I was showing no trace of fear. my lips touched his, i loved his kiss. gentle and soft, all my thoughts and fears now lost. our eyes closed, he kept me, oh so close... wrapping his arms around my waist, mine around his shoulders.
Snoopy Verse the Red Baron
Somewhere beyond the frame he flies where the white air meets the white mud waiting to blaze across my skies and trace his scarlet streak of blood.