#1 of r.o.t.g (rise of the guardians)
a rise of the guardians fan-fiction, copyright: i do not own any part of the rise of the guardians. all i own is the words that i type. this story is set before jack became a guardian, i hope you all enjoy.
New, Story
_sun, don't rise!_
vollys toppled.
her neck landed on my arm. i was trapped, staring into her huge face.
she gasped, "mourn for me, little princess."
i struggled to free my arm.
"i would have mourned for you."
Addie, Anger, Dragon, Family, No-Yiff, Rain, Story, cleo, loss, sisterhood, tragic
Nightmarish dreams come with sleep
until again the sun will rise
and open once more, so tired eyes
Poem, Poetry
This couldn't be done in mossford; it had to be done in lark's rise.
Adventure, Chipmunk, Deer, Elf, Mouse, Political, Snow, Squirrel, War, Wolf, cold
I balance
between the candle and the rising star
between the storm cloud and the sun
i balance
between the midnight and the twilight
between the darkness and the light
who am i?
Love, Poetry, hope, spiritual
Never before had i been so tired nor so determined to see the sun rise fully on a new day. i would see my father make it to sun rise! i will!
but no...
Character Development, Death, Doctor, Doe, Emotional, Female, Fox, Jackal, Male, Operation, Red Fox, RedFox, Vivid_imagery, evocative, grieving, infection, nurse, poetic, sadness
#2 of callista rises
the residents of the callista rises apartment buildings trooped out into the rain, and it might have puzzled someone who didn't know the building's history why there were so few of them.
Horse, No-Yiff, Plot Development, Series, Squirrel, Wet, Wolf
The sound starts low in my gray furred chest and rises, as loona herself rises in all her magnificence. my voice is soon joined by the voices of the others of my pack, making our song grow strong and magical.
Wolf, howl, song
Bale arched forward, slamming a fist into sevrens abdomen, making him grunt in surprise, coiling back to control his somewhat rising anger.
"how dare you even call me your son!" the boy growled softly, his chest heaving in rising anger.
Father, Son, Wolves