Mother was up ahead, making strange hand gestures and muttering constantly, praying to the mountain, thanking it for letting them pass through.
_she should be praying to me, instead..._ banno thought.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
Many days i pray for the maker's grace
to forever have you safe in my embrace.
Love, Poem
I miss your love, your tender kiss
i need your touch, oh how i miss
i work all day and sleep all night
but i think of you even out of sight
i pray to god to bring you home to me
that day will make me whole and happy
i try so hard to be
You, missing
To his god
praying that he can have talent
the dying prince feels his time is near
he fears his kingdom will cheer
why must my reign be cursed with misery he asks
the chain can only be broken with your death he hears
wanting glory and fortune for his
Fantasy, Poetry
We will pray. it doesn't matter if you are a follower of his or not. that is how we commune with the lord of light. we pray."
she had walked across the room and indicated a structure with a kneeling pad.
"i will pray in my way here.
D&d, Kobold, Kreet
Beg you not to think of me
or all i hoped i'd be
doesn't matter how you tried
to all the ones who died
don't think of what you could have done
if i'd have been someone
we all have our destined time
i'm sorry you saw mine
we hope and pray
Death, Grief, Poetry, lyrics
Scar heared her words and stopped
"you two, leave me alone with her" the gaurds left the dungeon, he walked back to the girl "why do you pray?
Angel, Demon, Raven, Torture (moderate), Wolf
Scar: go on ladies you've got some hunting to do
lion: the herds have moved on scar, we can't hunt in a land with no pray
scar: no pray, then what do you call this?
tsume: were not pray!
Kingdom Hearts
I pray marble colossuses drift ponderous overhead.
i call their thunderous footstep to hasten ere i fade.
Ballade, Poetry
I howl to the moon praying for speed
- 26. for my paws are starting to bleed
- 27. i must be smart and cunning like fox
- 28. my claws and teeth are sharp like talons on hawk
- 29. i finely stop in a small clearing
- 30.
Poem, Wolf, hunter