Death To Nightmare Chapter 7
.** **"is some foal going to undo my bindings?" the alicorn asked, even the tone of the voice had changed a bit. more regal and cold if grape had to guess. with her tentacles she undid the bindings and removed the ring nullifying the alicorn's magic.
Chapter 6
"oh, it's pretty simple, you just need a book binding." he set his arcanomicon on top of the dictionary. it's binding was leather with a brass disk on the front.
Po's Last Dive
Po cried out muffled as he struggled, but was held down by the buffalos, but his bindings and the force and number of them make his efforts vain. suddenly po heard a strong stomp in front of him.
WOLVES MIST - Chapter 3(.3)
"how about we see what my bindings can do?" chris could hear the suppressed excitement in klains voice. he'd been wondering when he'd find out what the strange cloth bindings wrapped around his paws were for and with unsuppressed excitement replied.
Anchored Episode 6- A Day With a Seeker
"they bind guardians onto the physical world, without one a guardian would not be able to get stronger and could, potentially, lose their grip on this reality and thus be lost in the eternal void."
Survival, Chapter 1: Acorn Paste, Honey, and an Egg
On hex's recommendation, fifth had learned that adding a pilfered egg would bind the mix even better, and together, they had thus invented nutritious rations both of them could enjoy.
Poem #61: Dance with the Music
We will endure throughout all the centuries anger so livid all pictures vivid echoing through our memories need for all the pain is gone i have lost my sense of wrong listen for the void of mind fear never becoming whole ropes of hate will bind
Poem: Nature's Memories...
The sky fades within the twilight solice, the souls of all reach out from the hidden winds which no chains bind. the leaf fades withing the tiding memories, which waves throughout the minds of souls yet to come.
The Why of Werewolves
Abandon all the rest-- all the prattling politics, world wars, inundation with toxins, coy marketing schemes-- charlatans and liars, hollow vanity binding us in chains-- a deep breath, skin sloughing off.
Prolegomenon
Through the bindings of ruin, an aberration called forth in a shrill cry that forced black beasts to stir from their graves. at the edge of the pit, where the black gate waited, a shadowy figure stood and watched.
Moonlight ‾ Part 1
"i would have you participate in a similar ceremony, binding you to me as my assistant and student.
a poem for sass
Pulling her head wiping her back and her ass forcing my self inside her every being her muffled cries gaining speed and pitch spurring me on she is mine no one elses again and again i hear only her muffled cry as she struggles uselessly against her binds