The Ballad Of Drunken Santa
The ballad of drunken santa (12/25/2018) late at night one christmas eve, i brush the dust off of my sleeve, button up the navy blues, a uniform worn by the few, holster gun and grab my keys, step into the frigid breeze, driving in
The Tower
It was a ballad he knew all too well. he'd seen it hundreds of times. although he dreaded the ending every time. another day gone. cold and alone. abandoned. then came the longing again. the same cycle over and over again.
Silent Spirits
An unsung ballad waits within, the smokey clouds of sand. for as long as judging hearts, refuse to understand.
The Great Orchestra
You, who whispers to me when i slumber, who announces the day with brightened hymns, punctuates my moments with battle cries and balladeers-- you, the saviour of my aural soul, lay your tattered cloak upon me; protect me from the perils of quiet.
St. Louis Spirit
Maybe an eighties rock ballad?” whatever i played, there was no doubt people were going to love it. just as much as i loved playing for them.
Dracius: Origins Part III
He started to sing "lord of the roses", a popular ballad that suited his clear tenor voice. i was utterly transfixed. i had never head the like before. birds sing to claim their territory. wolves howl for the same reasons.
The Ballad of the Goat
One would presume The Goat to be a regular, run of the mill goat. But one should be wary of goats, as their intellect far surpasses the one of humans. And this goat is special in its own kind. The Goats is well known for its antics, having broken up a...
The South Tower
He heard some music, an instrumental ballad, by a group called mannheim steamroller... and no, they're not a punk band. more like classical jazz. anyway, my friend felt moved by the music and set out to write lyrics for it.
Chapter 3: Perilous Pursuit
It was too somber for him to use at the royal stag - few people wanted mournful ballads while they were in their cups. still, he would play the song. that was, if he could get his lyre back.
Moonlight Lovers
May those without be found by lady destiny~ oh, ballad of old telling tales so oft told grace us with your stories once more of a time that has come and gone; existing no more a quiet story of a young and tender love pure and gentle as the moon high
A Tale of Fall
The wind seemed to have grabbed it and decided to dance with the leaf to the unheard ballad sung by mother nature. ever so gracefully, the leaf dipped and rose and swayed till it touched the ground.
The Ballad of Murphy and Luna Wolf
The ballad of murphy and luna wolf by carl blessing/murphy slaugh out of all of the furs in the entire fandom, what is it about this marten that made you choose me? i'm nobody special, i'm just an old marten.