This is Me Challange...
Before you read this know that it is less of a story and more of an insight into my mind, feel free to comment and question, i'll try to make sence of it, these are my exact thoughts and this is my submition for this-\> [Dragons Lair This is...
A World Of unknown Tails ((ch1))
The air was alot cooler today, the sky cloudy and dark as it was when they'd first seen the area, he then figured it was the same day.
Sweet Home Chicago
At the edge of the horizon, a dark image shimmered into view, silhouetted by the setting sun. it walked onward, steadily, each footstep like the beat of a war drum. the figure wore a full length raw hide duster and knee-high boots.
Science for the Sci-fi Writer: Dark Matter
Tyson explains, it's better termed 'dark gravity', 'dark energy' or simply nothing at all. it's always been assumed that gravity and mass go hand-in-hand, and so dark matter was originally termed 'missing mass'. but, we don't know.
Nightmare's Wings
# Nightmare's Wings **By Keskron** Within imagination's coldest caves Resounds a righteous screech of flapping wings. At night they overcome the conscious wave And see the outcomes of the day as king. Embarking on adventures only seen In hazed...
Gildedtongue's Story, Chapter 6
It had been ages since hir last laugh and despite hir dark humour, it certainly felt good.
To Darkness Descended
**to darkness descended** - chapter 16 of the legends of the dragonrider it was colloquially known as 'the tree of punishment'.
Twenty-Two: Chapter 3
"i don't like the dark." it felt like a lie, i almost felt at peace in the darkness, but telling him would probably freak him out. by how the air changed, from stuffy to a more breathable and cool air, i could tell we were in a large room.
The Late Train
Black, gold trim, with what could be wood or metal designed as bunting, dark and as clean as from a factory floor.
Werewulf part 3
Somehow when his worst fear wasn't realized paranoia and its effects seemed to all melt away into the once evil darkness.
Changes to a hero's perspective
Escaping from his muzzle was a plaintive laugh, feeling the blood on his muzzle before everything went dark. he felt himself stirring but couldn't move, couldn't feel anything or do much of anything.
The Darkness
_ **the darkness** _ _still darkness creeps into the heart_ _of an empty soul alone_ _edges of sharp veins in a hearth_ _to drive deeper the pain_ _voices of songs past sing_ _of joy and radiance beyond_ _of a life without worry or strife_ _where