Colors of Destiny Ch.3
Author's Note: Hello guys I decided to bring you the Third chapter earlier, because I need some time to study and I am really stressed lately and writing makes me feel good and rested! And I love the reactions of my second chapter on twitter! Just to...
FnaJ 3 (part 5)
His name is blue bear and just like the rest of my friends, he has giant, sharp, nightmare teeth and claws. despite having my flashlight on, nightmare blue bear didn't move, he just stood there for a few seconds...
The Night That Crashed To Hell Chapter 1
Foyote looked at himself in the mirror while he put his blue and black shirt on and then tied his long wavy blue and red hair back into a pony tail.
Understanding Wreck (Otherwise Untitled)
~ with a soft tap at the terminals controls, the ghostly blue hologram of a old turkey vulture shivered into view next to the captain's seat. he looked to the badger, and then to the bluejay, before giving a shrug of his wings.
5 Senses of Blue
_I see the waves crashing against the oars, I see the great whale's awesome might,_ _I see bright skies falcons soar,_ _I see sharp smile of frostbite. _ _I hear the croak of a dart frog,_ _I hear the dry smash of fallen clay,_ _I hear the...
Raptor Poof
She was immediately greeted with her desktop wallpaper depicting a cartoonified blue in a messy diaper. the female compy opened her folder containing pictures of blue and began browsing. her claw began to caress the outside of her diaper.
MINE IS THE FURY - 2
Cold darkness. Scorching pain. This was what his mind opened to as he lay in the skull. He stood in the pain and darkness, unable to hear or see the terrible light that had seared his eyes so thoroughly. Inside the egg he had been safe. Why on Earth...
my fursona
My new fursona my fursona name, artium pronounced art-tium call sign, "coyote sierra" species, blue wolf. color and markings, light and dark blue coloration scar on left side of muzzle and on the right shoulder.
A Coyote Called "Bluebird"
So, that's why they call me bluebird and how i came to sing the blues. the power in my voice comes from years of pain and mourning. maybe it's selfish of me. i don't sing to soothe your pain...to validate your feelings. i sing to see your reactions.
Kapitel 5
Avis saß bereits in der Mensa und verzehrte sein Frühstück, da tauchte Markus auf. Oder wenigstens etwas, von dem er vermutete, dass es Marcus war. Sein Schwanz schleifte hinter ihm über den Boden. Die Arme hingen schlaff an seiner Seiter herunter. Er...
eyes
_some eyes are brown_ _some eyes are green_ _but none are more perfect_ _than the eyes as blue as the sea._ _these eyes rival none_ _in beauty and charm_ _and with them gone_ _so are my wit and happiness._ _but these eyes are also inquisitors_ _
Blue-Eyed
blue-eyed, he believed they would.