Worlds: B1, C2 The Thief
I still have my past to uncover._ i lie there and think for a while. after what must've been an hour, i sit up, look at ty'gra, and voice what i've been mulling over...
Windswept
'my past will be gone, my future will be bright, i am kai llewellyn, and i'm reborn!' his eyes lit up bright blue as he growled deeply, tearing his clothes off with his claws.
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"it's nothing....just something from my past" he said as he slipped the object in his jacket pocket and slowly rose from the ground catching his breath and adjusting his collar and walking out of the room as nasha looked at him confused......
The Legend of Spyro - Sins of the past - Chapter 5: Trip to hideout
Stop reminding me from my past!" cynder shouted almost in rage. spyro decided they had their argue ran long enough and interrupted them. "hey!
The Storm Wolf: Tranquil waters - chapter 10 - Cirrus clouds 10.2
I thought i’d finally shaken off the shackles of my past, but it seemed i’d just dived headfirst into something even more dangerous and unknown. qana warned me, didn’t he?
Revivlal of the self in a strange new world (WT)
**chapter 1: the early years** having the memories of my past life intact i quickly learned this worlds langauge both written and oral, they did not have a formal education system it seemed so while i had little interaction outside my family i had to assume
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 14: Ment To Be. (part 2)
Cursed it felt like storms were directly overhead and where i went it poured** **and in a flash came the flood that washed over my eyes now i could see inside the room of the blind i lost myself inside and as i fell into the black i left my
Old Wounds (Chapter6, Book8)
I thought it was in my past. my relationship with conner has been a blessing." the doctor nodded. "alright. i'm happy for you. but let me back up to konoe-tenno. did you feel betrayed that he had you killed?
Old Home; New Home
I now remember the last time i cried for my past life before accepting this new one. it was a nearly silent weeping from a high, thick tree branch. low and mournful... and i hear me talking to myself! language!
Secrets Ch. 27
Only it turns into more of a life story confession and i tell him everything about my past.
Limerent Object (parts 11-15)
my past is unremarkable. my future holds no surprises. am i really so boring? do i really have so little to worry about? am i that privileged? an uncomfortable thought. it makes me feel shallow. and yet jeremy is right.
By My Side
That after the brief respite of happiness, my past existence of misery was bound to catch up. how i cried that day. my tears fell until there was no more. dejected and dehydrated, i fell asleep.