Tina's Story Chapter 59 New Beginings
You'd know what a mouse is.....drag it over to this little thing that says 'microsoft office' and push the left button with a digit...any digit....good. now, click on 'word processor'. good. now type something for me. what?
6.3 - To Ponder the Shadow
She looked up to the large digital clock on the far wall. it was late afternoon, and the sun would soon set. "it is getting late, now. you should take leave for tonight." "i... yes, absolutely.
Love - Part Two
Nimble digits moved like lightning across the bridge of the guitar, while toby's second paw strummed at the cords swiftly. the fox played an upbeat, fast-paced melody of chords, still dressed in his school clothes while.
Darzarath - To Ponder the Shadow
She looked up to the large digital clock on the far wall. it was late afternoon, and the sun would soon set. "it is getting late, now. you should take leave for tonight." "i... yes, absolutely.
Pony Potion - Ponysona TF
She turned to look at them, and, much to her delight, the fingers were merging together, fusing into one, singular digit.
Zootopia :AU CH1: Warmth
Hell, not even a text had been sent, nothing he just sat watching out the window, then pulling out the phone and letting a digit hover over the call button before slipping it away.
Witchcraft and Wings
Her digits swept down the center, between the eye sockets and splitting at the bridge of the nose, each finger sliding gently within the recesses.
All the Little Things Chapter X!
It will be a digital download either on amazon or somewhere else. thank you for all of those who have read my stuff, commented and liked it!
Three Mile Island
I, in the glow of my digital altar, while you do dream intricate fables that spiral down and into fantasy; i, in the glow of my world unreal do want to reach beneath your heart and enter in to vistas brillig. oh, curse these mortal forms!
"Wishful Thinking" (Male Anthro Wolf/Feral Wolf TF)
As his feet grew, his digits began to swell as the skin on the back of his feet became rough and leathery.
My Grandmother On Her Deathbed
The room fell silent as the picture she talked about for days of my uncle with long hair appeared on the digital picture frame.
A Painter's View (Otherwise Untitled)
Letting out a sigh as he turned his attentions to the digital easel, palette-pad in one hand and stylus brush in his other. the sky below was a vibrant mix of hues, and he was only just beginning to manage to ensnare a few of them into his paintings.