Can't Escape, Epilogue: Likes to Relax
* * * jacqueline's mission to get out of bed and off to work without awakening the others was mostly a success, although she knew that jean was aware of her motions.
The Demon Inside Me
Bitter are the unrelenting toils of life this ache inside is like an unending strife this darkness inside me is growing too deep it sometimes awakens me from my sleep the anger i feel, i too often can't control just sends me further, down this never-ending
In Silence Speaks the Heart
The radiance of your love, awakens me and makes me whole. until the day the words appear, i will gaze into your eyes and let the silence speak what gives my heart to you.
Magical Mayhem Sorcerous Familiar Chapter Eighteen
." \* \* \* nelo was forced to watch as shiro began his awakening. unable even to warn him, both he and kurotama began summoning incalculable levels of power.
Academia - Part 2
His nose was the next sensory organ to awaken. the most immediate aroma was a distinctively male musk, though his sleep-addled brain couldn't put a species with it just yet.
The Second Promise: Chapter 4, The Wrong Questions
"i suppose we will find out when she awakens." jirmen held his staff over her to check vitals. "i suspect she will awaken soon, though. her body is reacting positively to the treatments." "i'll watch her." methir said.
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Tamzin
They often fall into a deep slumber, only to awaken to a sky filled with snowglows of all hibernal hues -- violet, azure, and dairy.
Poem #92: Fire
Take its place enjoying the days and nights together and pushing through the days apart surrounded by those that see me those who listen and laugh smiling faces and good memories continually filling my mind this feeling all around me awakens
Chasing the light
Every morning i awaken, open my eyes. every adorning i partake in, pen my haze. to realize the truth, our calling. to surmise this ruse, our dulling.
A Passionate Phenomena - short poem
Something is awakening somewhere deep within. a pleasant fire sparks when i meet your gaze. i begin to glow as you say my name. your touch makes me tranquil. i've fallen for your spell of love. chased you through the storm and calm.
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Hugo
Sleep too long, and they tend to awaken to punctures in their skin, which requires stitches and a prolonged sleep. hugo himself prefers to be the last to retire yet the first to awake, making him the longest to party.
Is there hope?
So pure and unadorned, so naked, as was born, just a light, just a spark, that which pulls upon the heart, to awaken, and allow me to see?