Ander - Epilogue: Subchapter 1
Away in the distance, cicadas chirped their repetitive songs as though in complaint of the baking heat. and right here, beneath the softly swaying branches of a sycamore tree... "hello, emily," james said.
Secrets Revealed
That school loved repetition apparently since they gave us the same thing every single day. “then that school and ours aren’t very different.” “you mean?” “chicken every day” matt laughed when my head made contact with the table.
You Told Me
I hated repetition like that. i felt as if i was a passenger in my own body. perhaps a parasite? that might have been more accurate. is that what you thought of me, i wonder? too many questions. but you told me it would be okay. so why am i alone now?
I Live to Serve - Chapter 1
Of course, none of it made sense to her, but again, with repetition he would ensure she grasped all these concepts, and in time, even more.
Working Out the Beast
The repetitive motion soothed the edge of his frustration, muscles warming as he tried to lose himself. it should have been easier than it was, but, minute by minute, he could not find any change in his mental state.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 107
Back inside the pass, the tarp continued its mournful song; a single hand clapping itself to bloody tatters against the sheer walls of the mountain, a single, repetitive note without any rhythm at all.
Rape Breeding (Unfinished Stories #4)
The wolf smiled and pounced on her writers note: this story could have, in theory, went on forever and seemed pretty repetitive, so i had trouble finishing it. too bad, i liked it.
Showing Dominance
This was one of my fears as well…repetition. 'come on ring already.' i mentally pleaded as it finally neared the release time. it seemed to slow down as it got closer and closer until the bell finally rang its sweet song and ended my torture.
To protect life - introduction
I hold the halligan with both hands and hammer the walls with repetitive blows. i could just go to the end of the corridor, maybe try to find a door, but i prefer this way, it is quicker, plus, demolish is cool.
*poem* Just...now
Anything would happen just a moment ago and spiral into repetition of exactly the same value and volume as the event that took place just...
The Carnival
His every day was nothing short of repetition and very much epitomized the mundane. he was pretty happy with his job but that didn't change that it was boring and constant stress on his life.
Where The Wild One Rests
A repetition. he didn't move. didn't breathe. the door groaned again from another push. and then - soft, coaxing - "let me in?" the deathly chill that ran down his spine prickled his skin all over and made him react in an instant.