Poetry for (Message deleted) XD
Ps: dont be an asshole (ie rags) you know who you are :3 (come back soon, and never leave again! unless you're coming here xd) _ **conflicted feelings** _ in my dreams i hold you close.
The reason I live.
Throw off the rags of grief. the real me shines.
The Lost Kitten, A Christmas Story: Bump in the Night
The tarp slid off their shoulders leaving them only in the tattered rags that even looked thread bare in the darkness. the shadows that shown through the rags gave them a feminine figure, so i would rightly guess that this person was female.
New Generation of Heroes: Chapter 5 - "Seen the Light"
Out floated a bundle of rags. the rags twisted away to reveal a glowering, dank metal bracer or arm-guard. it shimmered like liquefied space. it was beautiful, but it filled max with a sense of dread; its very presence made him sick to his stomach.
The Lead Crown, Ch 5.6 Malcom
The pile of rags shifted slightly when malcom placed a few coins on the street next to what the wolf thought was a foot.
Alice Dippleblack in The Jellybane Chapter 3
"i think i'd prefer my magic thank you," the diminutive mouse mage replies and alice smiles, handing danahlia her rag blouse to help the goo covered girl wash up.
Alice Dippleblack in The Jellybane Ch3
"i think i'd prefer my magic thank you," the diminutive mouse mage replies and alice smiles, handing danahlia her rag blouse to help the goo covered girl wash up.
Amber Silverblood: Chapter One
She bustled away and came back with a wet rag, which she used to dab at my mouth and face. when it came away, i was surprised to see how much blood was on it. i could still taste the deer i'd caught last night...
The Long Road Home - Chapter 1
Letting free the dirty rag, i slowly spin on heel and begin to march towards the open garage door leading outside. sweat courses down my grime and soot-covered face and the only thing i want is a bit of relief.
HoA Chapter 13: At the Brink
As kaille sat down, she smiled at him and pulled a glass from under the bar, wiping a rag she pulled from her apron along the rim. "feel like a drink, hun? it's on the house, and i can definitely afford it.
The Dragon's Bard - Chapter 3
Bolarg himself had another mug and a rag, but wasn't moving them at all. "that dragon must have had a funny effect on his head," someone on the table whispered loudly. the bard, clearly, wasn't satisfied with the answer.
Flea Bitten. Chapter One.
A vicious, vicelike grip that held him in place with icy talons as his ragged breath continued to mist the air. the rain continued to fall. he could barely pick up the voices catching up to him.