Annabel and the Sea
The day was beautiful, and the sea was as calm as could ever be. but wilma didn't go outside. not today. for some reason that she couldn't remember, she was afraid of the sea. she felt that is was a monster somehow.
The Sea of Beige
It shall be our own sea. our republic of heaven.
Sea Poem
Here i am far out to sea missing you as you miss me a day doesn't go by without thoughts of you on wings fly shed not a tear for me there is too much salt already in the sea though this ocean be vast and blue i'll soon be coming home to you
Sea of Stars
sea of stars * * * "you'll never find her. you're crazy to even try."
On this New Sea
"ocean," rassulf reminded her. "mr. marray medastria is a sailor -- he served in the king's own navy. he knows the ocean better than all of the rest us combined." marray coughed. "perhaps."
Poem: The Sea
She cannot look forward, or back to the side, for fear of drowning in sea. a sea of emotions, a sea of despair, she paddles ever across. no lighthouse, no beacon no ship's passing light, she is forever lost.
The Aral Sea
In one of the few times she'd heard from him in the past few years, simon had sent her a copy of dredless's new album, the aral sea, before it came out.
Swimming With The Fishes
And like that, the ocean gained not one, but two more aquatic creatures, ready for a new life under the sea.
Seas Be Ours - Chapter 1
**Chapter 1** In recent years trade with oversea lands had become virtually non existent, the waters too dangerous to cross without a readied fleet. So the city survived on trade with neighboring occupied kingdoms and the Golden King's rule...
1905
Off the coast of Japan, 1905 Admiral Migi stood on the deck of the battleship Hachikiro, the old serval's eyes scanning the horizon. He waited, surrounded by his officers, who looked with worried faces. But Migi stood watching with a face of steel as...
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Hugo
Winters are spent at the depths of the ocean, hibernating to restore a functional level of air, although a bit of scuffle occurs over territory.
Stream of love
An ocean of devotion flows deep as the sea. an autumn love - deep as the love for both you and me...._ * * *