Never Remember Me
Blood and tears, melancholy is my blade, already drenched with red and having tasted flesh... don't look at me... at all these cuts i have made... the crimson still runs over charcoal skin, glistening fresh...
Scent Is In The Air
Le female skunk is in melancholy", pepe pointed out the obvious. the expression on his face had changed to that of a more serious look. "as her future lover, it is my responsibility to find out what is troubling her, and help her out."
Reclaiming Kingship
He dragged the chair to the balcony, and let him fall to the ground and so there was a moment of melancholy. the king fox yelled to the crowd, very loud, "i am and will be the best" he vowed.
Something Different: Prologue
"yeah dad." he said back in his normal melancholy voice "its rude to not answer someone when they call your name." his dad said while shooting him a squinted look, he assumed trying to get some sort of laugh "sorry just caught up in work is all."
Through the River
She leaned her head back onto the rock, giving in to the melancholy that gripped her heart, "she died when we tried to exfiltrate.
A Fox's Family (Part One)
They had all noticed jamie's melancholy behavior and knew terry had to face his brother and get everything out. the food could spoil and go rotten if need be if only to give them enough time to reach one another.
Slipping Away
melancholy sings... while i howl into darkening night... a prelude to suicide brings only heartbreak, only sorrow, why do we sing? all the memories... all the moments... all the malice.... it all came flooding back to me...
The hill
There the teardrop glowed like some melancholy gem. for the teardrop was my last memory of a place i loved so dearly; and with its final placement, i turned and walked away, to see the hallowed halls of youth never again unto my dying day.
The Creeps - Chapter One: Claude
"it's not just that," claude said, her mood changing slightly more melancholy, "and i need to do these things while i'm a young, agile, beautiful and cool frog! not when i'm an old toad." "that's another species, claude."
Day 12: Weapon
I admitted after a few seconds of silence, melancholy clinging to my voice. "do you really think so? that being like me would solve your problem?" the hand on my shoulder gripped me tighter, bringing me out of my fortress of silence. "i don't know.
The Madness of Mrs. Frank
The tone of this piece can be melancholy, jovial or both. upon the floor i labored, sweat dripping from my brow. several times i retraced work already done, damaged by the saline drops.
Blue
Robert said melancholy. robert kneeled onto the water and noticed his hand was turning into a paw and his fingers into claws. his pants started to move out and rip his pants while fur was spreading over his body to cloth him.