It is sunny, warm, and the tide is out. the waves lightly lap the beach.
more tarps over poles are setup under one next to the dragon. under a set of them is a mew, an eevee, a snorlax, and a mudkip.
Beach, Beak, Canary, Dragon, Feather, Fiction, Rainbow dragons, Story, Talon, Yellow, caress, hold, interactive, sit
A tide of memories broke its waves behind his fixed gaze. he took a sharp breath through his now runny nose, a pained expression creasing his features as he exhaled choppily. he composed himself with a few more breaths, his mouth hanging open.
Alex, Anthro, Fiction, Nivs OCs, Otter, Panda, Trauma, crying, furry, lorelei, writing
"never know what can swing the tide of battle. no help for it though. let's go."
karl retrieved a small mace from his pack and spoke an incantation at it. the weapon began to glow, though it gave off no heat.
"ah! nice magic young man!"
Fiction, Kobold, Kreet, Kreetthekobold, Series
Mutter the spell's phrases again, draw a breath in terse and hold yourself as still as you're able, with your blood pulsing in tides. why this facade of calmness? how can anything be powerful through stillness? strength is in the doing.
Fantasy, Magic, POV, SFW, Unspecified species
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_i send you tidings of the golden age. here in the mountain tribe, there are no more stonings.
Clean, Wolf
A little mouse playing on a driftwood log lapped by the late-tide beach waves, his mother on the sand nearby. the same small mouse, older now, standing alone at a small grave, the rain and wind pouring down in torrents as he cried.
alone.
Action, Compassion, Famous Literary Characters, Fantasy, M/F, Mouse, Public, Savior, Young Love
He was so close, he felt the cool outside air rush to meet his face, even as the tower shook, then promptly came rushing down about him, sweeping his thoughts out upon a black tide...
"wait!"
420, Assassin, Conquest, Curse, Lycanthrope, Mild Violence, Mythological Creature, Reptile
The seagulls pecking at the clams that floats onto shore from the tide coming in. the smell of sea salt and kiramino's scent wafting in the air. the cool breeze blowing through our fur.
Beach, M/M, No-Yiff
Here he witnessed how autumn escaped from the ominous tide of wintertime. soon the land would rest beneath a blanket of white. but not yet. now was the time of the last struggles, when autumn had left and winter had not yet arrived.
Angst, Bittersweet, Depression, Forest, Gryphon, Writer's Block
The moon affects the tides and is often referred to as being the source of many mystic energies for various religious and cultist beliefs and rituals.
luna is symbolised by a crescent moon.
A Place to Belong, Story, Supplimentary