Ruined Nights: Part 1
Some i saw were doctors and nurses, others were ones i knew or could at least vaguely recall...the rest were a group whom i had no recollection of. "where am i?" i asked groggily, still rather disoriented. "at the st.
[SFW] Squirrelly Days #011 - Teran
Teran: i can honestly say that i have no recollections of ever resenting my mother. we have always gotten along quite well, as far as i'm aware.
Re-entry (Otherwise Untitled)
The basilisk's gaze turned to the planet below as the last remnants of her suit abraded into atmosphere; her recollection of the approaching coastline's pizza was fond, and she hoped the lack of pants wouldn't interfere with buying a slice.
A little bit of everything Chapter 3: Recollection I
. \* \* \* \* \* chapter 3: recollection i \* \* \* \* \* assumption is a dangerous thing-tan solo _there is definitely going to be something for me in vegas._ that was what mittens always thought halfway through america, after hearing stories
A little bit of everything chapter 4: Recollection II
. \* \* \* \* \* chapter 4: recollection ii \* \* \* \* \* "i'm...sleepy," mittens said, yawning. it didn't take long before she succumbed to the night.
Hello again...
Still, i dream only in thoughts while awake night brings me moments i can't seem to mentally take one long blink, & i wake, body somewhat rested my recollection of what was thought, often bested nightmares in bits & pieces come to mind, if i think back
Mirror’cle...
Now, pictures i hold closer than gold, help me when i lose my balance mentally, physically, just completely out of symmetry, lacking complete circumstance the feelings i felt for a moment let my entire being breathe easy once more followed by a few good recollective
Dusty Road Trip (Otherwise Untitled)
~ he occupied his mind with a recollection of the rest station he'd most recently stopped at, "...if the birds call that stuff coffee, no wonder they lost the war..."
A Soldier’s Journal, Chapter One: A Soldier’s Thoughts on the Way to Boot Camp
.** **that conversation is the last recollection i have before the moment that changed everything.
A Song for the Time (Otherwise Untitled)
~ eyes closed to consider the echoes through the otherwise unoccupied house, the coyote kept most of his focus on the recollection of notes to follow.
"Him"
Way in what seemed to be ethereal motions his smile, his warmth, the beat of our harmonic hearts his body of massive yet delicate proportions the security he offered the greatest moment that i can remember brings me to tears through the recollection
Pale Gravy (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the fox's ears remained dutifully perked, listening with interest both to the squirrel's recollections of the day's travel plans, and the rabbit's kitchen matters.