FNAF: Love Story Chapter 1
First off i make no claims whatsoever towards the ownership of five nights at freddy's or any of its characters. i just love playing the game.
#deep (Pundamentals #1)
The winter nights in the summer evenings are things rarely felt. the feel of the cold seeping through your warm flesh when the water is warm. the feel of fear is something you'll always know. there is no such thing as a fear you've never felt.
Night's Children
We are the children of the night. descended from the children the great night princess chose to enjoy her beautiful night and fled equestria when she was attacked by her older sister. but i haven't introduced myself.
dragon's pride 11
As night became more and more late, avila wanted to go to her friends when one of her friends came.
The Wolf of the Night
The wolf of the night by foxpiper oh, wolf of the night, what darkness you bring, your howling announces the setting sun; over sacred forests where your brethren sing, to the rising moon, a wondrous one.
Sientas
His night had been filled with horrors, noises and smells that drove him near insanity. yet the morning came as it always does, and he greeted it, glad that at least this had not changed.
Sierra and Wolfs Wedding
The night was amazing for kiki, it being her first ever hen's night. there was plenty of fun to keep her mind off leigh, although when things started getting a little rowdy, sierra had to tone things down.
Aftermath
When the nightmare ends when the trembles end when the eyes settle all i see is grey as the night hangs over me as the stars melt away into the water below the bridge my wishes drip, until not one stays the illusion holds me closer
No, It Is . . .
It's come... Full moon... No, I shouldn't look back now ! It was chasing me ! I have no weapon to fight it ! I kept running . . . Until . . . "NO ! NO ! NO !" That Werewolf bit me . . . ! ...
Red's Adventure (2) - Route 1
"i had an awful time last night. . . ." he flinched as he ran a hand down the charmander's neck. a bird cawed overhead and two pokémon ran playfully down a tree across the road.
Pretense
'i can't be a part of you anymore,' and 'i am done pretending,' were just as true as the last claim -- there is only you where someone else should because that one night i only pretended.
It's Still You
A poem from the late night emotions of well, me. despite everything, it's still you, when you look in the mirror seeing that face you despise, when you're alone crying into your pillow at night, you know damn well it's a pathetic sight.