The Moon Over Fairfield Connectituct
Such a dream it was to be helped like that in such a way; i felt like i was swept off my feet by such an irish joy! i could tell he was irish by the way he talked the same way my father had talked. i longed for such a voice after papaw passed.
Chapter III: On The Moors of PXC-348
"sounds fair enough to me, so where would you go in irish culture to find information you need?" marian asked as she pondered what to do. "a pub!" marian and dwight said at the same time when they realized what to do.
Chance Encounters: College Year(s)
The pup was originally owned by an irish family of irish terrier's. they sold the place when the recession hit and it was taken over by an older cougar.
Time of War Chpt 5
Tech must have heard the words 'he's going to die' and took it as a sign, because as if on cue he began to pray in his native irish-gaelic tongue.
D.E1 Chapter 3: Decisions
That evo looked like if she was a cross between an irish setter, a saluki or a golden retriever. but hemi was still concerned when he witnessed jade's behavior when searching for rika. he then turned around to face her. "jade, let me ask you.
The Wolves Of Erin
A long day done | A tired sleep needed For peaceful rest called | And tiredness was heeded A dream shown suddenly | A history to unfold Thy protector now revealed | Their story now told Old was the time | On the Isle Erin When the wolves walked |...
A Pirate's Life (( Part 1 ))
Patty's day' is viewed as the holiday for the irish. the strange tale of one of such irish, a salty sea cat by the name of caryas, begins on a st. patrick's day a long time ago, in the place many strange stories begin; a dimly lit, dingy pub.
The Photographers Apprentice - Chapter six: The Final Countdown.
Rubbing my hands excitedly i listened intently to the haggard looking irish wolfhound. "which is why i've decided to pair you up with one of our less 'bright' students; peter." mr. mcgraw continued. my face hit the ground.
The Tale of Durante and Angelus Ch 1: A Place to Call Home, Part 5
"ah... if i remember correctly it's an irish accent." ghiaccio said. "i-irish? why is it c-called irish?"
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Cocoa
#4 of fluffybutt prose poems for an irish friend of mine. a trail of watermelon seeds stretch across the savannah as cocoa rolls along in his rind, leaving behind vines and patches, awaiting the sight of his six brethren.
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Hugo
#9 of fluffybutt prose poems irish boy. take a dip in the shynimeron sea, and chances are, you'll encounter hugo, a shark not so much interested in munching on intruders than partying all summer long with his fellow inflatable friends.
My darling Sheppy
I was thinking about this little piece to break my writers block... well consider it smashed into a million pieces^^ im irish he's american i can always talk to hom i know i always can the most beautiful sheppy i have ever seen we met on sofurry