Chapter 4
Slowly she reached out, a single finger extending to touch the jagged flesh at the edge of an open wound.
Poem: Two Halves
Because she spoke of love but when she's bored with torture of flesh she works with the mind i still cry at night but inside her eyes because i can feel the pain of her victims and it kills me the weight of their pain pushes down on my chest
I shall not bow
For your chain may still bind and tear at my flesh, but i will still fight you for i will soon be free to walk in my existence and leave your treachery behind.
Incomplete Life Portrait
Dear friend and my first love_ no matter what the world throws at me i could rest assured everyone that i've hold dear has my back but in a series of unfortunate events, i've encountered spring heeled jack dr jekyll and mr hyde in the flesh
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book X Chapter 24
Which turned out to be a good idea since the creature began to puff out, as if the flesh the shell was on started bulging.
Isolation-Excerpt 9-The Basement
It's eyes were rotting out and there were areas in it's grey decomposing flesh where i could see the fractured bone.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 28
There were so many wolves out here, more than could be accounted for in flesh. there were spirits here as well, furious ghosts that could not be stilled. they used the voices of the living to be heard.
Der-ra-jin Ch1 The Mistakes of Destiny
Under the beings pale flesh, tiny lights flashed, little explosions of energy that separated and joined dna in new sequences. the lights danced across its flesh like the roll of lightning across a pink sky.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book VIII Chapter 35
One tendril whipped in their direction, the moment it touched the flaming barrier though it jumped back, the heat making a gentle scorch mark on its flesh.
WOLVES MIST - Chapter 1
It felt like their warm breath was right on his back, he could feel the snapping jaws just behind him wanting to tear his flesh to shreds, he had to run, and he couldn't stop.
Origin: Feral Cheetah
So she would not be committing patricide, she would be killing her attacker that, like a flesh-eating bacteria, ate her flesh slowly, and irreversibly. as she stalked him, movement to her left caught her eye and she turned to face it.
Chapter Eighteen
We spent the following years feeding them new stories, ones that said that wendigos were created by eating _human_ flesh. and in the process, the skinwalkers were forgotten.