A Rainy Day
\>you were essentially a sleep deprived husk of a man fuelled only by caffeine. \>but like fuck you are going to be put down from visiting your childhood friend and shooting the shit over pizza and blazblue.
The Human Species Ch. 67 - Immortal God Arceus (Part 2)
Conquered death, we became so numerous and powerful that our planet's resources were simply not enough to support us all,"** arceus continued as its eyes drifted beyond ethan towards a far-off distance, **"we did not realize this until our world was but a dead husk
Same Old, Same Old
Through taking stock, i found a broken husk of a kid, a soul with no fire, and a mind filled with rot. i am helpless to my fears, and i am hopeless to my dreams.
Love at Twin Oaks Pt. 5
\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* lost in thought, dirk swept the walkway of the stable with an ancient corn husk broom.
If They Ever Learn the Truth
_barely a husk._ he thought. "m'lady." 'claude' said, bowing at the waist to oksana. "how do you do lord oderan? it is so lovely to welcome you today."
Seeker Origins: Chapter Eleven
V was just a husk; he didn't talk, he showed no emotion. subject v was a husk, a slave to artsua...and he would be what_i_ would become.
A Ghost Story, 4470 words
I reached out to touch him, my fingers shriveling up like dry husks in his presence, and at that moment he lifted his face so i could see him clearly--a human, impossible!
Backstory
He finally regained control and fled the abyss, leaving the dead husk of his lost world behind him to travel. wandering across the very stars themselves, he desperately searched for a new place to call home.
Not So Simple ~Part 6
It was answered by several more, the wails echoing through the husk city like the howls of the dead. i swear, if my blood wasn't already frozen solid, it would be soon.
Rust and Dirt
"after my life was over in the city, i was hollow, an empty husk, but i found my way to lycan.". "ah... two arrows left," i mutter, watching deer grazing on grass in an opening.
Love is False Hope
To some love is blind to most affection is fine but to me love is false, being is a lost hope and hope is affection in a loveless life what is there to hold where does a husk go to find hope, where does an empty existence go
Respawn (preview)
"so we're looking at a husk, basically."