Legendary Chaos - Chapter 1: Prologue
And it won't be as much lonesome if we stick together and find someone we really want as company." arceus explained her sincere intentions, as pure as water.
The Volantis Corps-Ch3
"i know you well enough to know that you feel better around people than brooding by your lonesome." "true enough, _bafyr_." i admit completely unwilling to speak to the grey. i know though, that wilson will not leave me alone.
Cecil's Midnight Stroll
Cecil van albergaster, 28 years old and already looking 38, was traversing the city streets by his lonesome. he was a slender, charcoal-gray tom with short, messy brown hair.
Drake
With it another lonesome creeping journey with a completely unknown destination. to long i have been trapped in this cell. that is something i just thought of. how has the world changed around me through the centuries?
Friends, Always
Days spent sore, tired, lonesome. but happy. so, so happy. the old man laid there in his chair, thinking of the years gone, all the memories and people that passed him by. and..to his friend, and what he meant to him.
Code Drop: Powder Hounds - An Official Heat Teaser
"you here by your lonesome?" _fuck. every time._ "as a matter of fact, i'm not." tess gave him a dangerous look over her manhattan. erik slipped a paw over her shoulder, offered the 'roo a disarming smile. "sorry, buddy."
To Be Lost Again
I smile broadly, looking into the lonesome room. there doesn't even seem to be a door to get in. i ponder that notion briefly before moving back onto the path.
Reyll & Loa: Chapter 1
"and what's a lovely lady like yourself doing all the way out here by your lonesome, loa?"
Chapter three : Exploring myself
Barham goes to buy ozma a gift, meets a strange fellow on the way, and a lonesome tiger too "good thing it was friday when he passed out" barham began, shifting his head back to overlook ozma in his slumber, "he really is amazing, i hope he isn't mad at me
Amber Silverblood: Chapter Six
"you're way too dangerous to be left all on your lonesome." i found myself, once again, with my back against the wall. the man smiled casually and held out his hand. "name's dexter. call me dex."
My foxy Days: Friendship
He took long, lonesome walks in the park, was sitting on random benches in the forest for hours, staring at the leaves and, if at home, retreated into his garden, quietly sobbing while staring at the leaves there.
Part 1-Pain and loss.
#1 of the mountain valley war the sky opened up that cold lonesome night. the lush green of the grass welocomed the rain, it's blades waved in the wind in an almost seductive way.