Stellar Wayfarer: Four
I laugh as she brings the servo and tools over. "alright my little mechanical mousy, let's see that bad 'ol knee.
Tears in a Vial
#6 of poetry and scribblings the still moving mechanical arm, with the blood covered razorblade, the remaining tools, the stench of the work bench, only hint towards the cries of agony and pain, that echoed through the metal halls, now weakly, an organic
The Highborn
Hands from tools to throttle these fools safe haven is gone with the death of the high temptations of power, we no longer cower swords a 'swiping, everyone's dying new ruling class, cheating, lying it's all the same, nothings been gained soldiers
War of Extremes
Eventually, both will run out of their territorial tools. in the mean time, scalps are surfacing from beneath the ground. these scalps are red and deformed.
Is that alright.txt
Yeah yeah i can't remember who decided to use you but i can remember who decided i was their tool and is that alright? is that alright? is that alright, with you? is that alright? yeah is that alright?
Conversation
Communication tools now a barricade against the world. can't i talk? won't you listen? a connection wired with words requires at least two. there is so much i want to relate to you. without an attentive ear it's just words words words.
Thaumaturgic Aspects: English Draconic Translation
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Hands//Paws - A Poem
. :3 hands aren't meant to feel this weird i'm not meant to spend all day looking they're not meant to rash they're not meant to bloody they're just supposed to be, another part of your body that we use as tools, to try not to damage too delicate,
Will of the Clan Koopa Prologue
Plain and simple, they are tools whenever he isn't making them jump through hoops." the regal daughter of the koopa clan head spoke with far more insight than ludwig cared to stomach.
Dragon Who
, he insisted firmly the mudwing complied and grabbed one of the tools he gave her. under his instructions, she acted fast and swiftly, soon the egg was showing and before long it was out resting next to the unconscious dragon.
Little Archer Fox, Part 2
tools in hand, i turned my attention back towards the dragon. however, my feet were still planted and refused to move. "well?" "it's just that...i've never seen a dragon this close before..." he smiled at me. "take your time then.
The Five Guides
_spiritual application:_ deception is a useful tool, but each deception one performs is like a snare in the road.