The Four Maidens
The third damsel strolls in on her pumpkin carriage, her dress snared in vines and crusty leaves. she carries a rich harvest by her side, whistling a tune of hard labor and merry dancing.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 2: The Black/Pruple Husky (part 2)
"hun its time to wake up" i heard again with a lick to my nose. right after i felt his warm toung move away i heard the loudest shot on a snare drum ever aimed to my ear. i jumped up yelping "fuck" loudly. my fur was on end as i stared at sean smiling and
The Chronicles of Kobalt, Kobalt and the Gem of Life, chapter 1, Part 1
He was in a very good mood until lunch-time, when he thought he'd stretch his legs and walk across the field of snow to a recent kill from a snare he had set up.
Lonely Oak Chapter 13
But snaring one of the other's shoes between yours was a kiss on the lips, and right now she had him squeezed between her heels.
Drac Ch10
He didn't see spiika circle around behind him and snare him from above. her hands grasped him as well and tore the weapon from his grip before she slurped him into her mouth like a squirming noodle.
Inner Struggle-chapter 8- recovery
._ chapter 8- recovery his parents, who were sitting next to each other cuddling, broke their snare and stood up. his dad snarled in anger at us.
Preview of Unsatisfying Specimen
Several steps between him and the trees were all that was left when he felt it snare his ankle. a soft but stretchy grasp that flowed around, sliding up the leg and fully coating his raised foot. "ah!"
A Song Sung Twice
More snared by the tune, the hopeful, the young helped it along, lending a tongue. driven far by these voices, truly it flew through borders and crossings to other lands, too. and ever 'twas this that they sung.
Long Distance Relationships
Around one of us lives in europe, the other in the states time zone and culture differences keeping the both of us feeling quite mysteriously isolated one with a solid heart, the other one broken and bleeding if only my fingers could snare
Samovar: a poem
_a poem by altivo overo_ _(with no apologies to sir walter scott)_ o bold samovar galloped into the west, through all the wide country, that steed was the best at brawling, at boozing, at schmoozing the mares, even while he avoided commitments and snares
This hell known as Earth!
Climbing down he sets two snares on a rabbit trail and sets some cans under the leaves of a low tree to collect water. lying in his sling he pulls out a picture of his old life a young college student with every chance to excel.
Bring The Boys Back Home
_ the song ended with a thunderous crash of the cymbals; the snare line continuing until it was lost in a blur of sound; then with a click; the television died.