Creative Writing Prompt #2: Nature Scene
The tree strains from its efforts to protect the fox, its branches hanging down, like old, ragged curtains that have long ago lost their luster and effect upon the living room guests, and have resorted to becoming nothng but a distant memory.
Chapter 10: A Moment of Happiness
She even feared that he might lose his mind and start carrying around a little rag doll: she had seen many a grief-stricken mother do such a thing when an infant had been murdered in a raid. standing over the grave, zaldon blinked out tears.
chemical dreams
"oh wait girls your not going anywhere, you see im looking for slit and i intend to get it." his smile turned cruel and in one fluid movement he stepped forward and jammed a rag in each of their faces.
Shannon
It still had skin, but it was in tatters, with the lips hanging askew and a ragged hole in the cheek leaving the teeth exposed. the thought occurred to him that it would look less gruesome if it were in the same condition as the left.
Twisted Mind
She had no time to stop and untangle the ragged dress and kept running as the dress tore from her and stuck to the branch. she kept running unable the see anything around her. "ahh!" she fell to her knees as they tore open and blood ran down her legs.
Love is a beautiful thing pt. 2
Whenever i'm around him, he lashes out at me for no reason and throws me around like a rag doll. i don't feel like dealing with that, today..._" **kei listened to his story and then grew in shock.
Miklagard (Teaser)
Resisting the urge to follow at the heels of my rag-tag pack, i took one last look from the crest of the hill before descending into the wide valley below.
Mesozoic Park (Part 15)
The look on her face, through her ragged teeth, through the angry look that the crest gives him, through the spikes she looked like she was about to cry. i softly pat her shoulder "you don't have to be afraid of me" i calmly stated.
The Black Howling Chapter 1 Beginning of the lengend
I was about 14 years old a small white wolf cub with blue eyes and worn rags for clothes,my parents died in the war and my will to live was far from gone.
S1 E2 - The Deed
I stood up, setting my cleaning rag aside, while walking over i reviewed my cleaning. sparkling like the shiniest of diamonds! i opened me curtains to find chica, an old pal of mine. she cleared her throat, "hi, foxy." "good evening, chica."
Becoming a Legend
Resonant, the strings weep beneath her touch, harmonies of joy and sorrow tracing the ragged hole within her soul. a beat, layering on, drives her forward, the air itself seeming to shiver with the fervor of her heart.
The Devil's Love Chp. 2: Dreams of Myster
They came up in rough, ragged pants. ok, come on. i got to find this person. i got to find this person. i got to find this person. . . .