Tales of Zootopia: Taera and Winston
#6 of tales of zootopia another love story with a bittersweet ending. the two people this story focuses on, taera withers and winston matthews, respectively a black-and-white goat and a grey husky, knew each other since they were five.
The Delay Only Made It Hit Harder
Bueno there were times i didn't think i'd make it you this year for all the obstacles and hardships life has thrown though i still made it here arriving here is very much bittersweet passing through that unlocked and open gate
TFS
This bittersweet day mark the start of a bad spell, i'm just hopin this next week isn't hell.
The Last Game of the Master Domino Player
Till the end he lived up to his reputation as a good man and was loved by all his tragic and hard fought against loss leaving his family from sisters to grandsons to sadly just bawl at the end of the day there are only keepsakes and many now bittersweet
Love For Sale: Chapter 6
Chero played with his collar for several minutes while Dante washed himself. He swore he couldn't speak any further until the panther was clean, the smell was too distracting. The gold jangled one way and then the other and the texture of the leather...
A Mother's Goodbye
A gentle rain falls like tears onto the fresh dirt as a orange-furred hand traces the name etched into the stone. Her hand wanders over every letter and over the familiar logo of two intertwined tails that had become a fixture in her life over the last...
The Pale Gardener (Poem)
Fall swift like rain and land upon his patch; Trees halt your speed with leaves and break your fall First sight, the truth is almost hard to latch The gardener so pale and blue guides all Death is no enemy to you or me, He wants not fear but for you to...
Ragnarok - X
It raised its sword ere shane could clear his eyes and breath, and then the lady flung the berries she had snatched out of the nearest brittle bittersweet. the struck the dented visor with a sound like slow raindrops into an old tin pail.
Autumn Is A Pagan
He wears a long brown coat, for it gets cold this time of year, and crown of crimson bittersweet wound round his nut-brown head. the old and weary gods stop by. he knows them each by name for autumn is a pagan and is older far than i.
Maybe All Confessional Essays Should Be Written In Blank Verse
It becomes a bittersweet farewell on sunset seas. pornography itself becomes a tale of thousand-mile procession funeral.
Spare Part's Graveyard
I wanted to yell out, to scream for help, but I simply sat there on the floor; I was dumbfounded and humiliated just enough to silence me. I sat there, limp and still. I sat there, holding back tears, as the thick air of the woods seemed to taunt...
A Beast Learns To Live - Chapter 29
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