Pages
Be tiz poor and lifeless devoid of perfection pages blank pages upon scribbled i have the pen bleeds my heart but lies pages so many pages blank and arid dry and torn the emptiness it scorns pages i stab at thee oh muse
Future Series
If i pick something you suggested i'll credit you when i make the series so everyone will know that you're a certified muse.
The Weight Chapter 2
"yeah, you and dad were pretty lit last night," kate mused flatly, trying to disguise her inner woe, "and where is he, by the way? i never heard him come in."
Walls: Reboot 10 - The Precious Runt
Hazel mused. i made a slow nod, "gray mentioned something he discovered on his travels, a strange spherical hole in the ground. i haven't pinned it down yet, but i'm working on it."
Forgetting
Fretting, fuming o'er past is of no use; 'tis presently good 'cause i am a muse!
Ms. Dale Chapter Thirteen
So, the two 'munks finally did it, he mused to himself. it took long enough. he then cast his eyes on gadget, and- who was that?
Welcome to GreenWood
Heather flagged the waitress over to take the smaller girl's order and mused over her friend. becky had a predisposition to shy away from other animals on the assumption that they were "mean" or "wouldn't like her".
Lord of Arms- Chapter 6
._ arthur mused while cleaning up. will was upstairs, sleeping. the battle probably exhausted him, and it was late into night.
A Fertile Mind's Failings
Lack of inspiration and without a muse. there's a sense of hopelessness beginning to engulf your thoughts. what do you do when you want to scrawl? how can you overcome this despair? maybe other creations will stimulate your flow.
Broken down
#1 of heart ok muse now stooped hating me now just ignores me for no good reason -\_- sadness but not dispear.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book X Chapter 48
muses iris coriza cynder spyro sparx cloudas muses friends iris coriza cynder spyro sparx cloudas friends muses iris coriza cynder spyro sparx cloudas muses muses iri- the letters were cut here by a long, deep dash down, there was more
Short scene 1
My icy breath taints the air, and if i had the time, i would take a moment to muse over it. but instead i continue, taking brisk steps forward, but not too quickly as my eyes would deceive me. and any dulling of the senses means death out here.