Thoughts Chelonian: a poem
**thoughts chelonian** _by altivo overo (copyright 2017)_ ten hundred hundred times the wandering sun has darkened, vanished without trace, returned; and though my time grows short at least i know my life is writ in arcane symbols turned into th'enspiraled
Introduction to a story I haven't thought about much...
I wrote this some time ago and i dunno where it's going - just thought i'd post it and see what people think. :3 ~ they don't tell you what it's like. they tell you it's going to happen and that it's as sure as death and taxes...
The Cost of True Peace 1
Before him, an image appeared, or at least he thought. it was a strange sensation, the form that he thought he saw, he somehow knew was not their, just the idea, that she was their.
Soft Mornings
The demon was deeper asleep than blitz had realised, though that allowed him a little more time to look at him, to muse through his thoughts.
I thought I could trust you
#2 of i'm real (scales & wings) well here is part two of dachii's story i hope you readers enjoys it chapter 2 i thought i could trust you * * * carlos escorted me back to the room when it changed back i noticed something different there
Tip-see...
Tip-see... Mixed emotions go down like the finest of drinks Beyond the burn, it begins to turn how one thinks Slightly sideways, I let loose my darkest days Sipping slowly from the free from ambition & emotions past I hold close that feeling,...
Night thoughts - 1. - Because why not
Night thoughts - 1. - because why not - distance has always been mostly time to me, eluding my grasp in everything but my dreams each night i've always been able to hold close those memories i wanted the most, enjoying fictional moments with eyes closed
Night thoughts - .2 - Because why not
Night thoughts - 2.
A New Start As A Trainer/Chapter 33: Thoughts and Emotions
He thought, smiling softly. "i guess you're right.....we have done a lot of intimate stuff......"
Ch 2. Lost in Thoughts
The manly scent what i thought was sweat had me hypnotized that i was starting to stir down below. i almost lost it when one of the 2 doors on the sides of the staircase flew open with a bellow.
thoughts under a sea of blossoms
Sitting under the plumb trees blooming bright on a warm spring day the yearly dance of the finches begin singing sweet and beautiful as they suck the sweet nectar and knock the pink blooms to the ground where they lay on mortal dirt waiting to...
why?
I nearly died today, and all I can do is wonder why, as i slammed into the truck I realized there is nothing and no one waiting for me. There will be no sad faces as a funeral, I'm just another in marked grave waiting to happen. As I limped away I...