Reality
They were just figments of a writer's mind. they didn't scurry anywhere, because they didn't truly exist. not until they did. the otter's paws shifted over the keyboard.
Thing
Is it a figment of delusion or is it truly real?
The Fire Without. (Part 2)
I thought it was all a figment of my condition." bentley shrugged. "they might tell us something." "about my mother?" "-about that "world" your mind has created for you. it's remarkably consistent for someone with your condition." dr.
Demonocracy
Or is he just a figment of our leaders imagination to create false hope? are we on the righteous side of hell? only time will tell
Venturing: Releasing Formers
A figment of her imagination coming true." 'a figment of her imagination...?' i echoed kyro tilting my head to one side frowning. "was that figment... by any chance..." i started, "sen and lope?
Death from the Shadows: Prologue
Those things you believe are real, can be figments of your imagination and those things that you believe are fake can be real. i learned that and i am forever grateful for that knowledge.
Brings me to humanity
Can figments of things live in another part of my head? is that possible? i grin. maybe if i had multiple personality disorder. "is that what you are figment? another personality in my head? another sentiency? if so, why the stallion body?"
The Blessing and The Curse - Part 3
It might have been a hallucination, a figment of my conscience made real in an attempt to jolt me out of my reverie and do the right thing. that's why i ran out of the ravine the night before - because the wolf chased me out.
Chapter 4... Dire straits.
Perhaps that was why it seemed like only a figment her imagination. she could see the black lifeless eye looking up at her, as though it were right in front of her.
Essence in the Fur
The touch of paper figments, and my dream world starts to stir... i long for every chance to leave the waking world behind, i look for every virtue in the humble, meek canine.
Eeveelutions of Time: Chapter #8
Jolty's eye widened at that, curious as to whether the espeon was real or not, or if she was a figment of his imagination. either way, he trusted her words; and he headed his way over to where umbra was supposed to be coming from.
The Voice Within: Vying for Control
I shuddered at the thought that this figment could control my movements when it really wanted and even take over my own mind if it needed to. am i really that crazy?! yes, i am that crazy, nothing more.