Iridescent - Chapter 1 - The Catalyst (1)

My head spins along with its rhythm and i jolt a little. "ugh. did i just fall asleep again?" i sigh and take some deep breaths. "that was one strange dream." the crossroad, the black wolf... i remember everything.

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Intoxicating

Without hesitation their bodies were grinding together in rhythm to the music. he leaned his head down and in, and his own tongue slid itself teasingly over her neck.

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I'm Alien or a Time-Traveller... or something. (Two)

Her heart beats a rhythm in my ear as fragile as a butterfly's. my arm circles her waist pulling her into me as she slowly strokes my cheek and along my muzzle.

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Saying No Chapter 2

Brahma kept watching the fox, examining the way he moved with the music and how his eyes were mostly closed as if feeling the rhythm and nothing else, and just then the fox turned, eyes opening, and their eyes met.

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WOLVES MIST - Chapter 1

The knock repeated itself, insistent in its rhythm, reminding him of the sound of his run through his nightmare. "i'm coming!"

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That Gay Goth Dog

"never: never, give up the rhythm that is in you. it connects you to everyone you have lost. and they all do say hello and they love you.. i was the only one allowed to come down and talk to you tho..

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Singing my heart out

I closed my eyes, blocking out the tired and exasperated look of the dwarf manager as she waited for me, her foot marking an hurried rhythm.

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Just another Dog Chapter 2

#1 of just another dog chapter 2 chapter 2 - just another dog - disturbance nights used to be full of life, even when the pack settled in to sleep the woods hummed with a soft steady rhythm of life.

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A simple story I ( 16/22 )

She clapped her hands in rhythm, indicating to the musicians it was time for them too.

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The Ride to Work (Otherwise Untitled)

A stubbornly rising sun flickered against the horizon, putting a bit more urgency into the rhythm of his pedaling. the impending oversight of the day's light always made him a bit more mindful of his paces.

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Welcoming myself

I admit.. my poems never seem to rhyme.. rhythm is off.. i am better with stories, but this poped into my head, so, yeah.. i hope at least someone finds it to be okay. ^^; tail swishing, eyes shining bright, dancing slowly, on this full moon's night.

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The Hunt

Collective eyes shine blindness shall ne'er be the gathering of hearts pounding for the glory beneath our feet thick air embracing us tightly directing our formation ever so slightly warm blood hangs in the wind its pulse harmonizing with our battle rhythm

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