Demon / Angel Confusion
Granted, the outside of the tavern looked pretty beaten up too, with more than a few shattered windows, but that was the least of my troubles. _how was i going to clean up_ this _mess?
Alt Earth 4077 Historical Post 2
As humarans began to tread the well beaten paths of their fore fathers, the humans, others turned eyes for the stars in hopes to escape it all and start anew.
Defining Moment
To this day, my defining moment haunts me, keeps record of all the times i was beaten down. and i know i'm not alone. she was raised alone, and is still trying to find where she belongs.
Something Versus Nothing
I have beaten you, nothing," aurora would say, the ball of light drifting around the now saved world, the ball of light too drained to dance in victory. it had won, that's all that truly mattered.
The Life of Jack
I also know marshal arts, which my dad kind of pushed me into doing this because he wants me to defend my self when i need to, at times i did have to resort to this because there was a time were i was constantly being beaten up by the bullies of the school
P8 A god before the fall
Walking slowly up an old beaten dirt path, clutching a thin piece of paper like my life depends on it. "ugghhh", i sigh deeply and squint in the half light of dusk at poorly drawn directions scribbled on the paper.
Chapter 1: The Exile and Vengeance
Lightningrunfree pov: i trotted down through the beaten path, i knew this place all too well. it was my home territory, or at least it was.
The Monster from the Maroon Lagoon
You followed a beaten path to the lake shore and gazed out across the perfectly-still waters. it had been a good night for halloween story-telling, of made up monsters, but it was getting late and you had things to do in the morning.
The world in ruin, Part 1.
Sapphir saw his team fighting the best they could, but in the end they were beaten within mere minutes, blood staining the ground as the attackers roared out their victory. ''mommy!''
Sientas
This was against everything he was ever taught, every moral that had been beaten into him, and he had turned his back on it all. he stumbled and rolled tensing up he hit the ground hard, and sprung up again his speed not being broken.
Father's Day [Vent]
Her fur was slicked down, beaten from the sheer force. ears flattened against her head. yet still she didn't move, didn't search for shelter. instead, she simply stared at the front door of the building in front of her, eyes scanning the old wood.
The Cup
It was then that a cowled figure scurried to his side, producing a cup of water from within the folds of his garment and offering it to the beaten and physically failing man.