Zara's Academy Life
Besides, he had forgotten hers too. "my name's zara," he said gently, "nice to meet you." "nice to meet you, too," she replied, "my name's gwen." knowing himself, zara guessed he'd forget the name in a week.
Ping (Otherwise Untitled)
The long forgotten beacon strained to muster another warning pulse from failing power cells, nearby debris anxious to remind passing ships of its presence with no such urgency.
Penmanship (Otherwise Untitled)
The pilot's handwriting got more harried as the air pressure dropped low enough to start impacting the pen's ability to lay down the words she'd forgotten to say.
Eternal Night - 4. Return
It had been so long since i'd hunted that i had forgotten how easy it was. i picked up on the sweetest scent in the club, an otter sitting alone at a table across the room.
FMM- The Spirit Pact
Pretty typical behavior for any of the forgotten." "my child, you were never forgotten. i just had not found you yet. still a shame your guardians weren't better caretakers for you." "so what was that thing inside me?
The Cat's Stroll 01
A few gold coins he'd saved, and a strip of cloth he had forgotten why it was there. one of the objects though, especially caught his interest. it was a pendant, shaped like a small slip of jade.
The Stone
How could he have forgotten? looking over his body, the man immediately realized what he had become.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 41
It was locked before he got here, and the only explanation for it to not be locked after he left (besides the truth) would be for one of the foxes to have forgotten to lock it.
Introduction...
I'd forgotten how good a cook ken was, being gone for so long and having forgotten what good food actually tasted like after months of condensed army rations.
My Immortal
I had forgotten my full name. i had forgotten the face of my love, of the doctor who modified me, and the faces of my friends and family. i had even forgotten my own face. that takes some doing, i imagine. forgetting yourself over time. nothing to do.
Memories Past
forgotten by all, my time is due. lost in darkness, what should i do? i see a light, a crystal speck. memories past, it paid my debt. now i'm gone, my purpose done. a simple pawn, left at dawn.
A Bullet And A Rose
Souls heal as the skin; patched but its happening not forgotten. the cuts and contusions force nothing into my pattern. only guilt and grief to which a cure for this is either of two.