This Dawn of Night

Milky white shining grace. opened eye, searching sea. can not hide from she. darkest dreams, secret told. give in now and be free. repression of sun, chains make run fierce self from with in. what you've made, can not be undone.

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A Wonderful Lover

Many days i pray for the maker's grace to forever have you safe in my embrace.

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The Crown: Chapter Four

You are to gracefully and graciously acquiesce to every request made of you, regardless if it should come from his highness xeneth or not.

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Shazta and Fang

"okay fang, since you're so eager to eat, you can say grace."

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Let Them Have Cake

One might never stop to wonder why his footsteps were soundless, why his robe never seemed to rustle, why his movements were so graceful for someone who looked as down on his luck as he did.

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Real Love on a Train

He set the glass down before me and managed to ladle himself gracefully into the chair opposite me. i took a sip, raised my eyebrows in surprise. "tasty. looks good, too."

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Breathe

Breathe here in my arms, you'll find your peace in your eyes, i'll find my release i give you my love, my breath you are what i used to be so take me there, the place i have forgotten show me the way the world used to be smile upon my grace

Get Crazy Like Sour Skittles (prologue)

She couldn't help but watch him. he was so sure with each of his movements, graceful and perfect. she could see each muscle contract and relax under his midnight black fur. he was an expert at what he did, and she knew it. she was sure he did too.

Rise Up

My wings are free, there's no bridle on my face except for the golden ones i accept with grace the light of the sun warm and bright on my flank as i write my story, filling all of the blanks.

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Karelian Strength

Karelian strength by foxpiper with softest fur of black and white, roamed a maiden of beauty and might; twas she who endured at any length, by the grace of karelian strength.

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~Sail

I'll see you soon,_ _i'll be watching down from grace._ _catch the wind in mainsails high,_ _race the dark and stormy skies._ _land ahoy! to port we ride,_ _and there we drink our cares to nigh._ \*\*\*

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Land of Death: Lotus Flower: Prologue

By the grace of god a few of us survived the fallout, we fled to the metro tunnels and stations. they are now our home, but still death stalks us.

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