Sharpen Sticks
Sharpen Sticks Sharpen sticks They're not going to stop us They're not going to change us They're missing the big picture Because they're all poisoned And blind Sharpen sticks We're all out of ammo And the tea kettle's run dry One leg...
Tales of the Thief King 4: A Minor Setback
The subject matter was "post apocalyptic life" but was written from the viewpoint of something called a "human".
Paws Of Snow Chapter 3
Paws of snow is a scifi, near future, hyper accelerated technology, post apocalyptic, furry warfare fictional novel.
Astral High - Chapter 43
[me] "right, after your parents find out you're becoming a master wizard and intend to survive in a post-apocalyptic america." [daniel] "yeah, i have no idea how to go about revealing that to them." [me] "don't.
Staying Human: Chapter Twelve
#12 of staying human in a post apocalyptic world, where a virus is turning people into vicious animals, eve, a half-woman, half-panther hybrid, must fight to stay alive and stay human.
Presto - Chapter 8
The wolf looked out over the jumble of aluminum extrusion that the lighting guys, playing hide-and-seek amongst the post-apocalyptic pile of metal, promised would create an impressive dance space in front of the bank façade where arden currently stood
Sister Struggle Part One
Suddenly, even more of an apocalyptic sight occurred. the sky around the light grew red and soon a tear between the very fabric of reality was fissuring between realspace and formed some sort of wormhole or portal to another realm.
Sister Struggle Part One
Suddenly, even more of an apocalyptic sight occurred. the sky around the light grew red and soon a tear between the very fabric of reality was fissuring between realspace and formed some sort of wormhole or portal to another realm.
Theatre of War
The whole thing shifted, snapping into two, crumpling down with an apocalyptic crash. whatever he cried out, i didn't need to understand velikan to get its meaning. his limp all but disappeared. adrenaline, perhaps. those stomping strides got longer.
Legend of the OmeletWings - Chapter 18: Debriefing
Out there was some horrible omeletless post-apocalyptic world, and she'd been too busy living in her beautiful castle in her beautiful village, while the outside world remained lost in their ignorance. "they don't understand the beauty of the omelet!"
Zombie Crisis: Chapter Two: Lost Firearms!
I've been in my fair share of apocalyptic outbreaks before and one thing you never want to do is mass destruction of the unknown. even with everything you've told us you've failed to mention their possible 'spread' method.
Our Hjemkost
Welcome! Welcome home, brethren! Come, sit by my fire and listen. Warm your bones from Lady Winter's chill. Tonight is not a night for traveling. Wipe those sorry looks from your faces. You will find no condemnation around this fire. No sour looks,...