These etchings were undoubtedly weaved into the metal through magic, as such etchings would be impossible to embed within metal without magic.
mira lowered the staff slightly and closed her eyes and brought an image into her mind.
Anthro, Character Development, Dragon, Dragoness, Fantasy, Fiction, Magic, Ranoria, SFW, Story, Story Progression, Story Series
The door had a beautiful gold plate embedded all over the front, as was one embedded to the back, with etchings and impressions set in of fields of flowers , the center showing a grand scimitar that had a silver lined hilt and red rubies.
Bunny, Crocodile, Domination/Submission, Hybrid, Lynx, M/F/F, Master/Slave, Weasel
etched into your very being by those around you.
they may say that they care for you, but it is all lies.
speaking to you in caring voices, and yet full of hate.
they may say lean on me if you need to cry.
Depression, Hate, Sad
Divine
only while knowing there lives are mine
like conducting a symphony my blade still swings
i will not stop until i can show my black wings
when all are dead and nothing i dread
i will sneak up upon your bed
the last man left to kill
it is etched
Blades, Guns, Warrior, Weapons, swords
He turned it around in his paw, a taur version of the draolf from the front of the bag etched into the back of it. kaji smiled broadly as he saw that, turning the bag back around again to see the front.
Birthday, Fat, Gift, Magic, Wolfdragons
The horrors of war etched into their being by a war that knows no end.
as i sit here in a pool of my own despair.
trying to recall the events that brought me here.
all i can think about is the people i will never see again.
Blood, Pain, Poem, Sorrow, War, despair
Even without light, it shall grow
for long as there is hope
it shall throw
throw beams of unknown delight
beyond space
beyond place
it shall grow
blossoms will spring
in dark places
with enlightened face
blossoms shall spring
emotions forever etched
Death, Garden, Innocence, Love, Mystique, Poem, Poetry, hope, life
I want a cherry blossom tree etched
across my back in intricate detail.
because while the happiness in life
may seem all too short and brief at
times we can be sure that it will
return to us one day.
Body Art, Poem, Poetry, Tattoos
He silently read the inscription etched upon it to himself. 'in loving memory of matthew john rawlings, beloved husband of claire and father of jason'.
Clean, Father, Short Story, Son, Tirrell, Wolf
Ahah.cringes
i see life--and he's a clown
who views the world from upside and down
and watches as each and every one
wanders daily, strays the path
what path did we create
when to the stony slate
didst moses etch the ten commandments
break
Philosophy, Poetry