P8 A god before the fall
"ugghhh", i sigh deeply and squint in the half light of dusk at poorly drawn directions scribbled on the paper. "hey des, do you have any idea where the fuck we are?" i attempt to say casually to the large muscled owl walking next to me. i "uh...
Said Too Much
A chair and bleeding but i will put my knives away leave them glinting in the darkness i only want to pound something because i'm mad at myself and powerless to change some have written on love the whole world, one could guess a few scribblings
First Day on Campus Pt.2
"i can't today, but if you have a twitter or face-book...ya know something like that i'd be happy to set something up" he scribbled down onto his own note passing it back to her.
Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter 13: The Corbin Report
\*scribble\* \*scribble\* it was the worstest of times, yeah that is it... i think. \*scribble\* \*scribble\* "corbin what are you doing?" "i am working on that writing assignment alex gave me professor!"
Burdens - Chapter 131: Best Case Scenario
The skunk scribbled something else on the piece of paper. "i will try, mr. colton. i also cannot guarantee that even if it succeeds, you will be in the same class.
My Grand, Frozen Heart Part 2
After scribbling down on his notepad, he looked up and said, "anything to drink?" "whiskey!" exclaimed malice. almost a bit too loud, which juddered the atmosphere. he left with a grinned nod. "what?
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 24: The Gate and the Gaze
“by sartren’s silver breath, stop scribbling personality scrolls like you’re assembling a bard troupe.” garren growled. “it’s a public courtesy. i’m providing clarity.” gatejaw smirked, nostrils flaring.
Scale and Shield (Part 1)
Indecipherable scribbles covered the left page, while the circumference of the stump filled the right.
Migraines
The sound of my pen; scribble scribble, then the stamper; thump. scribble scribble, thump. scribble scribble, thump. the turn of the page to the next; shiff. scribble scribble thump shiff. scribble scribble thump shiff.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 81
There was a message scribbled across her collarbones, the brownish red of blood and clay, three words in old wolven, screaming into the wind. _renna. baiya yamre._ she knew what words needed to be said now. "mother!"
Donate Celebrate
A human assists a wolf in moving a box of canned goods, while a cat scribbles down quantities and qualities of the packages. the small crowd arrives, and the staff team grins brightly. "welcome! thank you so much for coming out today everyone!"
Integration
Black fur poked out at odd angles around the cuffs of the shirt as she continued to very decidedly scribble notes down in her notebook: mostly skulls and crossbones, and an occasional lily that she had learned to draw in art class.