Filth.
My hot breath was visible in the night air as i took a final step to question my emotions, thinking if there was any other solution to end this turmoil. but i knew it was pointless.
Lament of the Moon S&H - Ch.07: Trial and Success - Ep01
Her mind was in extreme turmoil, still in shock. everything she had worked hard for, all of it, now taken away from her in a single moment.
Royal Duty
There was much he needed to do to avoid an internal political turmoil. doubt was spread all across his court, and the balance of power rested in his hands. "i am counting on you, audrey. do not disappoint me." "like if i ever did."
Growth
I expected turmoil, some internal riot, i got nullity. who, after all, if i cried out, would hear my wordless shout among the still trees and rustling leaves? who hears? who cares? who perceives this non-grief?
After Leaving
I couldn't point it out on a map, but the place matched the turmoil in my heart. i thought for awhile to join the army. go over sea's, pull some stupid stunts, and die on some foreign soil where i was looked at like filth.
SPQR Chapter 4
Even as a senator, nothing could be done as the romans enjoyed carnage, cultivated perhaps by a heavy emphasis on the military and early years marked by constant turmoil.
Time Prison
#1 of time prison a young man bullied by his peers finds a way to escape his life of turmoil prologue as the pencil, a lost fragment of my past, sails through the air i begin to wonder why i wanted fame and fortune.
001 - The Fable Of Feigh!
Feigh, a red panda so lucky that it could likely constitute being a horrible curse, finds her life in turmoil when one day her good luck is stolen! hi! you see that person there? that's me.
Burdens - Chapter 41: The Haze
He expressed the turmoil he felt in various words, and for a while the wolf had a blank look, as if in lack of understanding.
Dark Events, Dark Times: Prologue
I'm interrupted from my mental turmoil as isidor ties his rope to my link. klara is already tied to the middle of the rope. he begins to walk back to his work-pack lying a few steps away but stops and takes off his parka.
Brother : The begining.
This plain was in constant turmoil. swirling clods of fog enveloped what little there was in the land. it was permanent twilight. every day (well as close to day as you can get in a sunless limbo) massive lightning storms would plague these plains.
Wolf Strain 7;9;42;50
But of course, he had no ability to comprehend any of their words, as his hearing remained in turmoil. within minutes he was stuck with an epiphany; his death was, in fact, a concept of the future: he was still alive.