Dance With Me
It took a bit, but he began to sing again. this was her chance. the first bit he sang was beautiful and melodic, but it was still in his own voice. she was swooning.
Soul Makossa- Part Two
Presumably from hours of high-energy singing and dancing (this was how cameroonian musicians performed) his bare chest was relatively muscular though notas much as the rhino at the entrance.
Robin's Song
Down a lonely path I walked And heard a robin's song. It nested there among the green But was gone before too long. Yet I came to it again Some way farther down the road. I sang its song back to it Though its tune I could not hold. ...
losing hope ch.3
sing it then goes into mr.crowley so fast i can't think.
Papa Legba
But at the very least, he could sing and play the tres- and while many cubans could do that, hector had won some local talent competitions.
A slight mishap
She had spun the baton around a few times just before she had stopped it and her lovely voice had spilled in to an end containing a hidden microphone. Her voice had flowed out of the speakers around the stadium. She danced around as she sang, her wings...
Lyris and Lyal's Lulliby
For anyone who's interested this is the words for the song that the bunnies sing to each other when they want need comfort.
Luca's Story Ch. 16
I don't even know how that screeching their lead was doing could be considered singing."
Nila's Story 1: The Kind Sharptooth
She sighed as she thought about the teachings of the order, the seven brothers, and she sang softly "i don't know if you can hear me, or if you're even there." the others following her listened to the song singed by her beautiful voice.
Farsight
_This story is self-contained and can be read alone. (2,404 words) Rating: Clean__, with a dose of anatomical and societal worldbuilding_ _Terminology: A drake is a male dragon, a drakka is a female dragon, and drakken is the collective term for...
Grayson's Triad Book 1 -- Prologue
In answer, the bear brought out his beautiful low-end baritone and began to sing: _as i listen for the whistle, lie awake and wait wish the railroad didn't run so
Singing my heart out
I took a deep breath. The influx of air in my lungs helped to assuage my nerves. Behind me, I could hear the restless beating of my tail on my pants, the quiet murmurs of the crowd waiting behind the door. I pushed the air out with a controlled huff,...