It stung, it always did, but it needed to be done. with a sigh he looked down into the pool and slowly opened his injured eye. a dulled, white eye slowly came into view, and he whispered to himself.
_ **"this is my punishment.
Ento, Entwined, Momento, Ratharn, rath
Grief stung nakoma with such force that she closed her eyes and gripped at her skull, digging her claws into her scalp. only till she felt blood beginning to trickle down from her hairline did she let go and open her eyes.
#Angst, #Scars, #Wendigo
It stung a little that my ambush was not perfect, but it would make no difference, the tiny biped moved so slowly, especially in comparison to a fleeing deer.
the hardest part was not killing him.
Dragon, Fantasy, bronze
Kaodina began to get up, but that all stopped when a sharp pain stung at her cheek, back, and abdomen. she groaned and coughed up a small bit of blue fluids, which was her blood.
Avian, Betrayal, Captivity, Sci-Fi
The dwarf fell out of the ursar's hands as burning, hot tears stung bart's eyes. before garen could scramble away, instinct took over and his claws were out on their own, taking the dwarf's right eye out of its socket.
Bear, Dwarf, Gore, Novel, Series, Violence
#2 of dreams tell a story
smoke stung her eyes, the smell of death filling her nostrils. her wrists were bound by rope, painfully rubbing against her skin.
Cat, Fantasy, No-Yiff, Raccoon
Another voice all too familiar stung my ears with its sharpness.
"addy...what do we have here? now, now wait a second," she grinned exuberantly. "this cannot be. what an honor it is to be graced with the presence of bayne's daughter.
Clan, Memories, Tigress, Wolf, Wolves
The smoke was omnipotent, it stung his eyes and made it impossible to breath.
reassuring himself that it was just a dream, alex wiped his brow and crawled out of his bed. he was in a small room that was coated in a peeling yellowish paint.
Home, Lost, Mystery, Transformation
The emotional abuse stung her just by listening in, and it was never aimed at her. eventually, her mother left.
_crystallized, as i lay here and rest;
eyes of glass stare directly at death.
from deep sleep i have broken away.
Anthro, Short Story
The corner of her mouth stung with every syllable and a warm trickle of blood was running down her chin, so she must be talking, right? if only that damn ringing would go away...
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
It was little more than a raspy croak that stung her throat, but it was there.
"mmm! mmmm!"
kiana turned her head to the side. the little girl was still there.
Ander, Clean, Fox, Novel, Serial, Story, Wolf