Permithia
More than 35% of those that get access to a dose of alchemical solution obtain a deep craving for more.
Dog Boy - Chapter 2
The weird thing was that it didn't feel like i was craving some sort of high, like that i craved it - it more felt like i was forcing myself to not breathe... or to not sweat. my tongue felt cramped somehow being stuck in my mouth.
Unimportant Verse 6
Need, desire, craving, jealousy. worry, fear, care, prayerful fretting. love, lust, friendship, a need to share. emotions on emotions on emotions, and, often, comfortable silence.
Son of a Dream
Not that it mattered now; she sighed, licked her dry lips, felt an intense craving for water, just as strong as her lungs craved air; reciting the poem had drawn too much water out of her.
Chapter Ten - Reflection
I'm not sure how to handle it, but i'm eager to around him; i crave his company._ i roll over onto my side, pulling my pillow close to me, the soft fabric rubbing against my chest. _i can't stop thinking about how close he was to me, either.
poem broken demon
They crave my life. tears fall from my eyes. blood sprays from my heart. rip apart from this life. listen sais a voice. i will heal your shatter life. piece by piece we shall rebuild your mind. then your heart.
Poem #13: Friends
_friends_ what they are worth we scarcely know their best foot put forth the truth to show what we need most valuable to save never leaves their post something we crave to lose we fear laws we will bend closest comfort near cherished
Dark
Fingertips the mingled breaths between our lips the dark in you that cries out for me the pain that leaves you lightless let me cry your tears and swallow up your sadness let me fill your blood and devour all your fears the dark in your soul that craves
The Tale of Two Hearts: Part I
Seen in my writer's blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/06/09/tale-of-two-hearts-part-i/ your smile, it haunts my deepest dreams but father's rule remains supreme our eyes linger as they meet and makes my heart skip a beat deep in the night, i crave
King sparo
A bio of the king sparo sins i was born i always craved power. i was poor and lived in a crummy shack with my sister and it was a hard time.
short quote from a storey i made in my head
Honour of laying my eyes apon... but now i am back to eviscerate you. what you have done can not be forgiven, the countless lives that have been lost, the billions of sons, daughters, mothers and fathers that have met a barbaric end due to your jealousy and crave
Scent
Siting in class, jasmine and coffee mix in the air, the aroma finds its way in to the minds of students such as i, it is late and i now crave the scent, the scent of kings and the scent of the homeless, a scent of magic and safety.