Stories from a Dream
As she looked for the owner of the blade, she was suprised at where it came from. showing himself to the others now, she saw eintar coming from the window ledge, and slowly walking to retrieve his sword.
Like Taking Candy From A Baby
Alessi takes the old adage "like taking candy from a baby" literally and begins to steal candy from children. after a few months of this, he packs on the pounds.
Against All Odds: Part 30 - From The Ashes
I do not remember very much from after we woke this evening." a pair of uniformed officers, a big elk and a smaller otter, climbed slowly from the car.
Two Steps from Heaven
The revelers ranged from chic to neon raver, from stylish suits to other shirt-and-jeans kids fresh off from their day at university.
A Story Told From Heaven: Part 1
My arms were grabbed from behind, restraining me from moving around while i desperately tried to free myself. one of the jerks fetched out from his schoolbag a dildo, turning it on as he approached him with a smirk on his face.
The End is Where We Start From
The end is where we start from a tale from the agent's lounge as i was saying the last time we talked, hardly anyone, myself excluded, ever grows up intending to be an espionage agent, intelligence analyst or assassin.
Your Old Couch From College
I have become the thing you think of least when you watch each football game yet I support you to the fullest. I smile each time I concave under your double rounded heart and try to hold in tears (or what you call lint) when you leave for the...
Answer Everything: From Sources
Answer everything: from sources my eyes were to the window, staring quietly at the white snowy yard we have outside. a breeze slapped the snow away from the window as it descends slowly to the grounds below.
Back away from the situation
The jackalope scurries out from underneath you as does the mudkip. then the mudkip shoots a jet of water at you with a growl and you are instantly drenched.
Completed Poems from Missives
Kinda just flailing at it and seeing what happens, and to that end, i finished all of the poetry snippets from missives, just as a test to see if i could write like a 19th century poet.
from the ashes of tragedy comes hope
She also made sure to keep her scythe like tail blade razor sharp and polished, she was about a meter tall from foot to back and two and a-half meters from nose to tail with a wing span about 3 meters all the way across.
Copy of From Foes to Minions
Bit by bit, his _ki_ was taken from him, stripped from him like stolen goods from a thief. he stumbled forward, feeling his balance shift. he clicked his beak, clenching his fists, but the strange feeling didn't go away.