Chapter 2: A Slave to Memory
He could tuck those memories back into the dark recesses of his mind and ignore them again. "i didn't know what to do.
Chapter XI: Dead Memories
Maybe things are better left in the past, where dead memories should remain.
The First Dream and Memories Of Love
I just looked at him and then i passed out falling forward as e caught me in his arms and carried me putting my back against the tree and sat me up. ..........memory............
Chapter Three: A Painful Memory
A memory, nothing more, and she was instead strapped face down to a row of flight seats on board the stealth transport jet that the team had used to escape the bombing of the resistance. "jade?" a voice said, "jade, can you hear me?"
Core Memory / The Nesting Experience
"that... brings up a memory. when i was young--really young, just a tiny hatchling--someone once told me in passing that they liked how my neck frill was long because it was expressive, which made it easy to tell what i was feeling.
Ramiro's Story: Memory 2
Now it was winter. This meant that even though the sun shone happily, showering all Aldenians with God's light, citizens still found themselves buried under layers of clothing. The sidewalks in the capital had already been salted twice over and cars...
Draven's Story: Memory 2
Well, the truth is that i was going to write ramiro's second memory and ended up writing draven's instead oops. well, i hope you enjoy!
Draven's Story: Memory 3
Time always finds a way to be inexplicably slow when it sees fit. Seconds feel like minutes, minutes seem like hours, and a regular school day is a death sentence. Draven knew that he wouldn't be able to focus in his classes today. Today was too...
Secret's Story: Memory 2
Click! The door was locked and Secret inhaled. He could feel his sleek leather soles' deafened sound against the carpet. Any other noise came from the faint birdsong outside or the nervous breaths of the two inside. Secret slid...
Chapter Four The Untrue Memories
._** **_chapter four_** **_the rewriting of memories_** **_my memories of my human life were being rewritten. and here is how they now played out._** **_i was born on july 27th, 2000 to the parents of the names jose-luis cruz and cynthia ann hall.
Iros; Day 3
#5 of feathered memories any comments or questions are greatly appreciated, though please be civil about them. thank you and enjoy the next morning i awoke still feeling rather uneasy from yesterday's events.
Iros; Day 2
#4 of feathered memories any comments or questions are greatly appreciated, though please be civil about them. thank you and enjoy around six o'clock the next morning my alarm clock began blaring like the devil.