Tutorial (Part 2)
"to fulfill a higher calling, my purpose!" sythius responded. "a puppet like you could never understand!" "you're wrong! what i do _is my_ higher purpose!" syrion said. "yet it will amount to nothing! scourge and nightmare alike shall plague aethlos!"
The Call of the Wretched Sea, Chapter 2: Below The Sun
For now she searches aimlessly, along an ocean of light and dark with no beginning and no end, with no purpose. like it or not, a purpose will find her, one that will shake her sanity and grip on reality to it's very core.
Thirteen Tales 2020: Tale 12
But to what purpose? and why bring charley here? he didn't like this one bit. this was definitely wrong. by now he was certain whoever was behind the game had some nefarious goal.
Run for the Cliff
They found the path and began to hike, faces turned to the peak, a purpose that built with each step. and with each step, the figures seemed to grow...more bright!
Bunny Oddessy : Hair of the Shaman
Dammit, why are adults so purposely slow!? "tubula?" ..suddenly shattered silence whilst in clearing her throat. father sky i'm telling ya, swearing it here, tubula can reads thoughts! "we all know the where of it."
Terminology and Names
Given this category's level of importance, the defenses and buildings are hardened enough to withstand multiple atomic strikes and still serve their purposes.
He Lurks
In his mind he ponders his purpose and has flashbacks of darker days. he lurks in the shadows wearing a conspicuous dark jacket among other offbeat clothes, a silent protest to how shallow our society hath become.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Zipper
When butterfly wings suit his purpose, they are only a zipper-pull away. lest he forget his own beagle parts, the spiderfairies that sewed and inhabit his interchangeable parts remind him.
When I fall, I will remain whole
Organized and purposeful, intent only on fulfillment. my vision will be clear and unclouded, my will affirming, strong, and sure. and when i fall, i will remain whole, confident that i lived well and unapologetic.
Poem #52: Chaos
_chaos_ butterflies are floating in the dust cringing away from all the pain lying in the dark and lust now all the pleasure must remain sometimes waiting is unfair sleeping in with rocks and hell fires swallowing all the air all purposes in
Blueberry Pie
Her venture into the ancient temple of berrificium was originally for the purpose of finding a priceless sapphire blue gem. however, as an automatic trap caught her she now found that the machine was making her rather blue instead.
Outcast - Chapter 24
That we fell in love was an unexpected but welcome side effect, but as i thought about it, i realized that as much as i wanted to protect her, i'd also wanted a purpose to my life. i needed a purpose to my life.