Short Stories: Why Exist? Part 5 - Chapter 2
I wished that the wind could cleanse me for the feelings that i experienced through the fall; i felt deep abyss like despair, incurable grieves, heavy sadness and not to mention the all penetrating fear that engulfed me even though i decided with my heart
Identity: Chapter Forty-Six
He was still standing there by the door as they walked away, paws in pockets, with the bearing of a man who is grieving on the inside but must remain professional on the out.
Lying Figure In Mirror
Despite the proddings by grandmother, i remained in grieving for my lost love for over a year. i can only surmise she thought my dismay normal, due to my... father...
Chronicles of Draxuz: Prologue
The voice inside his mind was quiet, and he knew that at that moment, he was being given a chance to grieve his loss. he dropped down to his mother's side, placing his head on her stomach, sobbing loudly.
Quiet Violence
The town grieved unanimously, and the older furs of the area would later say that something 'in the air' had changed after that day.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 33
He went to her side, sat down in the chair that had been used by grieving husbands and wives countless times before, and took her hand in his. it was warm. her hand was warm and she was smiling. that spot of blood on the side of her face was so small.
Going Concerns (Chapter 8)
"grieving daughter-in-law time." the door opened. a tall, long-faced badger dressed in a perfectly-tailored grey suit stood before them.
Shattered Feathers: Blockade. Chapter 1
She had been dead for 7 days, the travel time to vashanna and the grieving in the crypt. but preia starle had fallen in battle, and as all royal warriors, was to be buried in the lake.
A Reading From the Gospel According to the Wolf
In your arms may i find shelter, while night lasts, and give me rest from grieving. amen. --- content warning: police violence this is a sequel to the last journey of theodore vulcek (https://www.sofurry.com/view/1695958), but only on a technicality.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 35
Sorrin and taberah were in their tent, grieving for a child that wasn't theirs. and nilia was training in the snow, taking out her frustrations on a 'puppet' filled with sand. there was nothing else to report.
All the things we leave behind. Pt1
I'd since met another lady friend whom i'd travelled to see and whom had helped me deal with the grieving of my loss, if timing and location were right i know we would've been more but neither of us were under any impression that this would ever happen as
In The Doghouse: Final Chapter
._ _ _ _ "you're still grieving, and i want you to know that that's normal. one month's time is hardly sufficient to recover from dealing with losing one's child. it will take time.