The Presence Between the Pages
In the afternoon, they would roll up the rugs and take them to a patio where they would be inspected and cleaned and repaired if possible, or set out for the beggars if they were too worn.
Justin the Gryphon
They will not be able to do it." said the gryphon, "normally, i would not let them enter one step closer to my cave, but the doctor said that i needed to eat primate meat to heal my tummy, and i also need a new template, that the one i have is old and worn
Your Love Is Enough, Chapter 1: Knives in the Dark
"no, my guess is that although the shock has probably worn off, the adrenaline is still preventing the pain from registering." he stares off into space for a few minutes, and i get worried, putting my arm on his arm. "flashback?"
Cages part1
He stops reading from a worn leather book, my book and a cruel smile glides from ear to ear. i "up and up and up. hahaha" the laughter fades as he walks away from the cage that encircles me with wispy metal claws.
TOWNN Meets: Goku.
After he hit the ground outside the ring i collapsed onto the ground, the fight had worn me out. after resting for about five minutes i was ready to go and i walked back onto the ring. at the other end of the ring was the champion of martial arts, goku.
Black Swan: When Water And Sand Meet.
"rin was no ordinary princess she had black long hair, a sex arched frame of a body and her eyes were as pale colored as her skin, and worn black robes that were sliky as the midnight sand".
Lost Cause
Foot i jogged down the tile hallway to the bathroom. pushing on the door i slipped inside and and sighed as my feet were encompassed in the warmth of a deep bathroom rug. placing my clothes on the edge of the sink i slipped out of the night clothes i had worn
That Strange Ill Fitting Cog
This is a venting metaphor, a bit of a well worn one but still a good one in my opinion at least. originally posted in november 2021.
And I Shall Rest
I'm battered and worn. but i will not forget, sun going down, but it aint down yet. i may be tired and weary, and a cold wind chilling me, but i will reach for rest from grieving and i shall at last be free.
Grim Outcomes
It has worn people so badly that the feeling of any accomplishment is simply to escape the reality that they will never change. i know what could be done, but do not speak for those in the shadows are watching.
Fuzzy Form
With the helmet worn and the armor donned, i come to life. the smirk becomes a smile.
Untitled
The rest is worn away by age, or perhaps was never there at all. instead a whisper on the wind, forms a rumor from the water, of a time when all the jagged rock was smooth and bore both earth and grass.