Ghost 2 Index
Winter's lament - wolf-song, an ode to winter and village life. wolf guard(s) - the sovern nation of canines version of a police force. they drive electric cars.
Speechless
An ode to joy indeed." octavia beamed as vinyl lifted one foreleg and tipped her glasses, revealing her gorgeous violet eyes just long enough to give an enthused, congratulatory wink.
To The Shrike
The butcher-bird is perched, like sentinel of stone - Unmovable and steady as the mountain - Upright upon a branch, protruding there alone, Standing guard against the fountain Streaming down across his lethal gaze. The butcher-bird a flash now...
Ode to the Wind Flight
Blowing above our head, Blowing under our wings, Blowing through our fur, Or between our scales. Running through the rifts, Running through the plains, Running above the oceans, Or staying still a moment. We are like the wind, Always in...
Piano Man
."** **jake honestly wasn't expecting much more than a cutesy twinkle twinkle little star or ode to joy, and felt justified when dakota began playing simple block chords.
Ode to the Pirate Queen Jezebel
She lived by the sea and never knew What a fateful day might bring But twenty years past she first met the crew Of the buccaneer ship _Daring_. Her house, ransacked, herself, besnatched While her parents were out for the day She soon beheld a...
Freedom Fire Chapter 4: Friends in Low Places
He could see some wasn't oded yet, but he could determine that they weren't the one to be friends to, since he only see those with od symptoms.
Past me, the Present: Jump!
Unwinding confluences, culling manifolds - the voidsong no longer an ode to joy, but a eulogy.
Bulletin
Perhaps this little ode from literates anonymous sums up our feelings about this dish well: wrapped in a blanket of banana leaves, you are a fine delicacy to behold on the inside...
Ode to What Hides Inside. A Poem.
I look in the mirror and who do I see, A reflection of you or a reflection of me? You see what you want and so do I, Who I want to be, by and by. If I could be the soul peering out, a lovely face looking me in the eye, with furry ears and slender...
Through Hell [Gorgon/Naga TF/TG] Part 7
The sensation of falling not a horrific one that ripped him from his dreams, but an ode to freedom. to survival. to his continued existence in the fires of hell. \*\*\* somehow, the room laughed. it sent srida's--or rather, andreas' mind--spinning.
POETRY: Ode to the Wannabe Dragon Slayer
With his armor shining brightly, and a heart both brave and true, he rode out to slay the dragon, 'twas the knightly thing to do. Since a child he'd heard stories, of heroes bold and brave, who rescued helpless maidens. And sent dragons to their...