Thoughts that thrummed like the sound of an oversized drum throughout her musings. thoughts that kindled and died at the edges of her mind as her eyes glanced towards an empty horizon, seeking what was not there.
Blue, Dress, Eyes, Fantasy, Fiction, Fire, Firewood, Forest, Girl, Gray, Izotz, Magic, Medieval, Serial, Spirits, Story, Tragedy, Traveler, Yellow, galen, mystical, non-furry, tale, tales, tragic, wood
And the drums of war, thundering, once more.
Death, M/F, War
She shattered my ear drums in her earth shaking voice
"we've been through this before, i'm not young, and technicly, i'm not a man!"
"just...where are you now?"
"i'm at the school still."
"and exactly why are you there?"
Anthrocon, Magic, Skunk, Teenager, Transformation, furry, transform
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laotian rhapsody (roar 9 story preview)
by al song
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the pleather-clad dhole stomped his buckle-lined boot on the polished planks of the stage to the heartbeat of the bass drum produced by the water buffalo in the back.
Gay, Lao-American, Music
\>d is member of her band, does occasional backup vocals, mainly plays drums.
\>band is good backup money, but not really livable.
\>am's other job, is being hired muscle. (maybe lieutenant in gang?
Hmofa, Hyena, OC, Story, Yeen, past
Fernando closed his eyes and thought of the brilliant golden plains of the southern land, how he loved and yearned now to feel the warm sun upon him and to hear the mighty drums of the bear folk and the dancing of the foxes, mystic they both were.
Anthro, Fantasy, Old world, Shrew, Vagrant
She was in an alley, surrounded by cardboard boxes, rusted oil drums, and a junked car. her eyes lit upon the boxes and she pounced on them, biting and tearing them to shreds.
Bolt, Magic, Mittens, Wolf
A harp, a flute, and a simple drum played a plain, repeating tune that matched kalokin's swaying. he inhaled softly, and when he spoke, his voice flowed without pause, like soft sand through the sky.
Cots, RP, Story time
The tomcat grumbled and drummed his claws on the table, "god, i don't know how we became friends."
"isn't it obvious? i'm the best looking bird at the office and the highest paid accountant in the company with the best perks.
Bird, Cat, Clean, Crow, Feline, Flash Fiction, Short Story, Slice-of-Life
The drums stopped immediately, and the chatter slowly faded away until only the crackling fire and the ceaseless chirping of crickets could be heard. "ander, you stand at the feet of the cora, who sees all.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
Even time itself seemed to be on fire, melting and stretching from moment to moment like sticky ropes of rancid honey, with only the dull throb of faraway drums marking the passage of seconds. without those drums, there was no time. only horror.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf