Quiet of the Night
Laugh quietly over their strife, all the stress they caused each other. i wanted them to slip me ale, glad to have me present and uneager for my contribution to their turmoil. instead i had this quiet. ash was everything i knew it to be.
I'm Here (I)
You say you're at the brink as you grab another drink you say to follow his life and not your road of strife you say this path of pain will give us nothing to gain you cry and scream you're done as you holster another gun you
Cynders poem
Pain was all i felt for the first part of my life torn apart day to day by dark magic to spread the dark masters will and strife trapped within a body that wasn't even my own, i would scream and cry but the tears would fall silently inside, never shown
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 2
Those who have proven themselves in times of strife would receive the eyes as well as a unique symbol of their own choosing across their shoulders as a blessing. nilia and garten were handing out weapons by the gates, grim and silent.
Zootopia: The Stone of Gideon part 4
(his words super-imposed over the descriptions to come) "often....between two mammals or two groups of species, it is a terrible thing when relationships break down to such a point that senseless strife and animosities come with frightful swiftness over
Embrace the Beast
. ### embrace the beast there comes a time in human life when all seems stuck in swamps of strife, and mists surround the mire of man— but dare you ask how it began?
This is the Life ~Chapter 1
The alarm clocks buzzer went off as trowa strife wriggled beneath his covers to push the snooze, hoping to get a few minutes of sleep. "trowa, get up, its time for school." yelled his mother from downstairs.
Corruption: The Meeting
He couldn't comprehend why someone - especially that of his own kind would want to cause more strife among his people. _ does the demonic corruption really extend that far and is it that powerfull..._ "aldoon.
Lone Wolf
Alone in the back i scavenge for my life depends on it if i was to stop i'd die so i scavenge and hope to find a pack to call my own for i am alone and seeking life in a desolate wasteland it is hard to live but i keep going my endless strife
The Soul in the Fishbowl.txt
Tis a soul, swimming in that metephorical fishbowl, living its life on the wings of strife. to guide its path it seeks to suffer darkness's wrath. its suffering shielding, those who's weakness is unyielding.
Account of Presumed Ecstatic Experience during Initiation Rite in Unidentified Mystery Religion
To tell thee, do not fear this newer world: it doesn't matter, really, how you died, what matters is the work is done, the strife is all completed. now but follow me: behold, across the sea, the promised land where i will lead you home.
Heaven Falls
'tis we who sow the seed of law 'tis we who sow the seed of strife 'tis we who sow the seed of vanity, impoverishment... morality... and yes, divinity. almighty, god, and can you hear? was it you now, who made the queer one--queer?