A Lifestyle Choice
The treatment is going well, and soon i will be able to vocalize beautifully--i can already feel my vocal chords changing, and my face, though tender, has started to set into a perfect muzzle, whiskers, wet nose, and all.
The Op. (WIP)
I try to scream, but i no longer posess vocal chords. it seems that a single bullet has doomed me to end my existence in silence, no one near, no one caring. but, you can hear me. i can tell. you alone can tell my story to those i left behind.
Metamorphosis of Narcissus
Ha ha ha, it seems i've struck a chord with you, my dear. my father never smiled; at least not as i ever saw. a tiger, he was, with fur like a hostile blaze. a perpetual grimace was always plastered on his face, as though i caused him pain.
Presto - Chapter 11
But at last, it would end with a deeper understanding, a swell of cinematic chords, lessons learned, and life would go on, better for the experience.
The Same Old Routine
Anyway, it seems that somehow, a simple description became this: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "the same old routine" the alarm clock radio cuts on at 6:00pm, playing the first few chords
Tragedies Written Under a Midnight Sun - Chapter 2: Heartbeats and Heartstrings (A Sonic Fanfiction)
The hedgehog laughed, already having summoned his guitar to play a few chords. "clearly you don't know when you're being flirted with..." shot widened her eyes. "f-flirted with? what? you? yeah right...." she awkwardly laughed.
Selective Memory IV
'apparently i've struck a chord." i thought to myself. "i'm not afraid."
Typheks Origins
His mythology is twisted as it is diverse, mangled between the chords of many interpretations and speculations.
Star Fox Reborn Prologue
Star fox reborn prologue the smooth, gliding tenor voice and gentle acoustic guitar chords were interrupted by a sharp trio of knocks on the sliding steel door.
The Last House on the Block
Just as the clock finished striking its last chord, the immense pendulum, that for so long hung still fell, to the floor. the carpet, and the carpet of dust gathered over the years, muffled the sound.
character bios and an afterthought of haven
Merc- mercinary, merc is a demon, hes also mute, not due to aything with his race or powers, but he was injured while helping solve a mystery on behalf of the brittish government, his vocal chords were impossibly damaged, he now speaks through his friend dez
The Old Violin
Unlike the last time someone tried to play the old violin, this time nothing but beautiful chords issued forth.