Rescue Mission
I take a deep breath and walk in following the stench of the unwashed fur that was coming off of the thugs. i ran into the walls a few times but after a while i got the hang of it.
shivers part one
I said to myself smiling to be away from that awful stench when i suddenly felt very uneasy as my ears perked up and my heart started to beat faster the farther i went through the water. "what is wrong with me!?"
The Slayer and the Sphinx: Chapter Eight
That relief was quickly chased away when she took a breath through her nose, and found that the stench was even stronger here. whatever had taken porter was right over there.
Cold death
Bodies, dissolving into the raw earth, mere obstacles to conquer as we pushed forth, no longer even registering the stench. then fate caught up with me.
Poem #23
That stench of iron? things are so different now. my body feels exhausted, drained and dry, it takes everything i have not to show my pain.
When will it end?
The stench of the forest and it's gentle wind ruffles his fur. for a moment, he felt the world touched him softly as if to tell him that it will be okay. he pondered again, why would this world birthed him.
Poem #28: Rejection
Fragments of my mind pierce my soul driving me insane into an early grave cemetery without you by my side never feel my breath breathe my stench it raids your inner core mine is dust please scrape me up you toss me aside
A Trap I Laid
Bundled muscles tensing crackling bones and marrow shifting of a shimmering soul from civilized to feral stench, sweet and sour musk from dusky black upon cremy white the plume of a foul and fine tail swishes in the sacred moonlight
Nightmares of the Past
This is an older story with a character i no longer own the stench of blood, fear, anger, sweat, vampire and werewolf filled the air, making the wolven femme gag violently. numerous voices cheered above her; the loud noise rang painfully in her ears.
Writing Exercise 1- Make Me a Suit.
His wagon was decorated with strange, fleshy substances, plants, and hand-crafted living organisms that made some of the most horrifying sounds and stenches even the undead had ever witnessed.
Too Much Narcissism
Greer grunted as he struggled, his olfactory senses bombarded by the stench of cheese and an unwashed sock. greer reached up and tried to remove the predator's foot.
Just a beggar
Finally hitting the shadows, a quasi-fascinatingly dreadful stench of blood and sweat mingled together strikes my nose. it stinks. fucking government, fucking fox. there's no use talking.