Navax of Moonlight
Madow, moonlight. tap. tap. tap. fingers slid across the screen, tapping and exploring the interactable surface with practiced precision.
There's Always Room
"moonlight," he screamed but was unheard as his voice was drowned out be chewing and pleased grunts.
Silver Moonlight (Faust's Rebirth)
moonlight filled their lungs. it warmed them through with silvery calm. they exhaled their last breath. but the moonlight remained. it permeated their chest, its warm glow spread through their belly and tickled their heart.
Dragon's Coin
Maddux moonlight glistened off the drop of water as it fell from the dark green clouds slowly rolling over st luna.
In the Moonlit Mist
My mane and tail have a golden cast in sunlight, but under the moonlight, they glint silvery and bright, trails of a comet blazing across the wet sands of the nighttime beach.
Moonlight Sonata (reloaded))
It's a moonlight sonata, good guys lose bad guys win. no shame in what they do, laugh and get away with murder. smile and get away with rape.
Moonlight ‾ Part 1
#5 of moonlight [patreon novella] "moonlight" is my recently finished patreon-funded project!
Dragon's Coin
_dragon's coin_ by reserved rodent moonlight glistened off the drop of water as it fell from the dark green clouds slowly rolling over st luna.
Rising Anew -Chapter 10, part 1-
Rising Anew -Chapter 10, Old Enemies- "He's close... i can feel him..." Papaw whispered to the snows as he stopped up ahead of the rest. He scanned the trees for the danger he knew was near at hand. Seeing nothing he turned and trotted back to his...
Look into my eyes...
I never cared much for clubbing - sure, I'd go downtown every once in a while, but most of those times it was just because my friends more or less dragged me along. 'cause I "ought to get off my stripey ass and meet new people sometimes" and maybe I'd...
Hardstyle Borderland Poem
14 line 8-12 syllable: My inspiration came from when i listen to hardstyle and i think of a world like this- Hardstyle This is my land I call Borderlands Where in freezing cold, death is a priveledge When the heat can melt anyone's face You make...
Music is My First Love and it will always be My Last
Music drives us to the point of being happy in a way the mind cannot communicate to the body until you stop and think while your surrounded by the sound. When you are dancing in and around you people are happy as you realize that you are apart of this...