THE FRONT: PART 6
Scott didn't know how long the battle lasted after the lieutenant rescued him, but eventually the screams, and the dreadful artillery blasts quieted and soon all was quiet except for the occasional moan from the odd wounded anthro left alive by the...
THE FRONT: PART 5
Then, suddenly the shells adjusted and began to hit the front line trench, blasting friend and enemy to bits. scott huddled behind his parapet and closed his eyes, unable to take the sheer amount of blood and horror.
THE FRONT: PART 4
The rain resumed again, and the steady tapping noise only served to shatter Scott's nerves further. He raised his rifle and pointed it through the parapet slit and used the barrel to knock the decaying arm out of sight. That made him feel slightly...
THE FRONT: PART 3
As scott's vision slowly adjusted to the dark, he noticed little details in the landscape in front of him. there were rotting branches and craters filled with mud and what looked like smoke.
THE FRONT: PART 2
Swore someone behind scott, but scott ignored him, focussing on the tangle of barbed wire and shattered trees in front of him.
THE FRONT: PART 1
He saw wynter jumping to the side in the corner of his vision, then the front wall of the trench collapsed and scott felt himself pinned to the far wall of the trench by a wave of mud.
Book of Particles: Silver Stream Memory 2
It was a white wooden mirror with a ledge in front but had wood crossing into he middle like a window. the carpet was yellowish but of a brown yellow. my own self sat there in front of the computer writing in a black binder with a fountain pen.
Swarm Front (TF, Zerg)
Swarm front by theo winters written for arrow quivershaft there was something wrong with the old broken village, but it wasn't just a single thing.
The Front Line (Warhammer 40k)
(This is a WIP and I hope to upload more of it soon. Feel free to comment, rate, fave and whatever else you want to do :).) Shit that's the only word to describe this place. We've been through hell to get here and we have over 240 miles of blood,...
POEM: Walking In Front Of Me!
Fitting** * * * **walking in front of me** **these woods are the place i like to be with you walking in front of me. the sunlight burning bright in your fur. quietly, you continue to purr... ... as you walk in front of me.
THE FRONT: PART 12 (Last Part)
Then he stopped and knelt on the ground, there in front of him was the site where the front line trench had been, where he had walked and hid and killed so long ago.
Talk to the Samoyed and Ginger Cat
The samoyed reaches over and pushes in the front of the cat's belly with a beep sound. the cat bats his paw away with an eep, "why do you do that?" "that was the snooze button, "the samoyed barks out laughing and sits back.