Desecrated by Desertion
Making hir way further into the walled town, other signs of decay had set in. the door to a grain silo had been ripped off, revealing that there were scarcely a few bags worth of food left for the residents.
Through Breath and Sight - Chapter 4
A rich, pungent scent of decay wafts in from the room behind him. meeting my gaze, he smiles warmly, then glances over at the cat. 'make him something to eat, agatha.' he says with cheery firmness.
Minecraft Phenomenon Ch. 2
Kai noticed this before in the day, thinking nothing about it, but now the pungent scent of its decaying flesh filled his nostrils.
broken city
A song by alexi: look at the neighborhood see the edges unfurl, which things fall down to a moment in beat to you feel like you are in peril. fight off everyday, look astray, find the meaning among this broken decay.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book VIII Chapter 16
"let me ask a question now" draconic eyes remained locked on the dragonfly, the stare as hard as a rock "do you smell the decay?" sparx frowned, his head jerked back in surprise. "decay?" terrador nodded. "yes, decay" "what do you mean by decay?
Bamyalee
Its decaying carcass of fish and reptile, with crude emplaced wings, as we were all consumed by it, and lost our sanity. only i was spared, from the monstrosity, as i here stand, on the god-forsaken shores of bamyalee.
Needles
In the dead of night it follows through the hollows of this maze a familiar face an endless race to the end of the parallel death and life black and white and the line between run run run away for he smells the death and decay
Forelorn
Sterility exists only in decay, in abdication. dissolution of the animal way is what we seek. but is the grass really greener? oh christ, you never wrote back to me.
Land of Death: Lotus Flower: Prologue
Buried in the snow, ice, and radiation decay of the surface. the lotus, the key to getting out of this nightmare, my salvation
Soul Shattering Collapse - medium poem
Nurtured the fields of success and hope just to watch it burn and decay with the smallest wrong breath, the one wrong question. how do you move on when the one closest to you is no longer perfect?
Special Exception: Connected Darkness
Something i haven't long seen the dark water flows over smothering my green flower the flower was dead anyway back then i started to decay in memories i wander trying to forget blunder i made blunder in weakness all of this makes my darkness
The Castle
Watched in tears as the castle began to crumble she has no home of happiness no castle in the sky the misery tugs at her soul willing her to die she sat slowly down in silence as her soul was swept away the pile of her former home decaying