On the Road
All the things that i gather throughout the path sing their melody of a rather unholy sound my desire to decipher their sacred use, i want to recuse...
Ch-1 Suffering
"_ she had not even the strength to look towards that melodious voice, but knew it wsnt a human or another creature who spoke to her. it was warm...kind even, and gentle as it lifted her up from the mud slicked ground under the sakura tree.
The Little Things
Then the tires screeched, ending its horrendous melody with some soft thuds. the two watched a red ball bounce across the lanes, while a solitary pink ribbon followed whimsically behind it.
2022's Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers Fanon of Storage stored by Toon Part Collectors.
Slider's guitar chun-li's buns hello kitty's bow my melody's hood kraven the hunter's spear bishamon's armor leni loud's shades morrigan's bat-winged head mario's hat blue beetle's back with 6 limbs and wings nui harime's ribbons ran yakumo's tails
Poem suggestions* -1.-
My side each time, they do, but it's always a shock, one i'd rather hide with joy, i welcome them back, & they seem so happy as well though, if i play too much, they openly, rudely, say i smell - bird singing my songs among many with similar melodies
Chapter Five: Music Night
He drew out a slow, peaceful melody, deep in pitch and richly vibrant.
Interlude
Upbeat lyrical pop and lock in a language that was beautiful spoken and down right magical in melody. char listened to the prince's voice wax high, roll and dive again as it enunciated the poetry of his family's home.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 5: Loved Ones... (part 4)
** **i'd do anything for a smile, holding you 'til our time is done** **we both know the day will come, but i don't want to leave you** **i see my vision burn, i feel my memories fade with time** **but i'm too young to worry (a melody, a memory, or
Journeys of Time 13
We are now ruled by the counsel of ocarina, melody and sonata." tenchi's eyes widened and peridot's jaw became so unhinged that a wyvern could have made a nest in her maw.
The 3 Bored Cats
And mellow jack was red and was laying almost dead and sunshine was black, laying by on old dusty knick knack all that was there was an old wooden clock and an old lady who knitted a quilt in a chair she would rock the woman was singing an old melody
The god of the tigers.
There's a clearing up ahead, i can hear its sweet soft melody. a stream. there are animals up ahead. which sets me on edge, what if they are predators? my heart urges me on. i brush aside the fronds blocking my path to this clearing.
Second Time Around
Just like i promised you all those years ago, saint melody.? again, the snow leopardess stood there in smug serenity, letting the poor girl figure it out.