This house of mine feels nothing like a home
the walls tell tales of anguish that could make a lengthy tome
however, it's these little things that make me sure
you leaving me is something i can most certainly endure.
Poem, Poetry
An old enchanted tome with a miramium latch, bearing the mark of lilith, suggesting that there is old lilin, if not vampire, magic in that tome.
Adventure, Demon, Devil, Dragon, Fantasy, God, Growth, Hybrid, Insanity, Journal, Madness, Magic, Pheromones, Succubus, Swamp, Temptation, Transformation, Undead, Underage, abyss, witch, zombie
The world is much bigger than you know; there are beings you would never dream existed and every thing i know is catalogued withing this tome.
if you don't want to know, walk away not...
Informative, Shadow Atlas, mythos
I unconsciously clutched the leather-bound tome that hung on a chain next to my hips, no doubt a reflex action i had done many times before. my soft soles fell silently on the sandy steps as i reached the edge of the water.
Adventure, Bonds, Dreams, Episodic, Fantasy, Magic, Memories, Mystery, Story, beasts, spellcaster, spirit, summoner
He lifted his eye once more over the pages of his tome.
"which...is...?" he prolonged the words as he motioned her to continue with his hoof.
"oh, um...yes...the book is "the wings on which you carry me".
Bat, Bat pony, Batpony, Dark, Female, Fim, Friendship Is Magic, Hollow Shades, MLP, Male, My Little Pony, OC, Pony, Unicorn, fun, funny
I'm so far away from home
doing all of this to have you with me
inside of a library and reading a tome
i just want it to be you and me.
Poem, Wolf
She flipped through the tome as she looked back up to the ecstatic vulpine, still trying to grasp what he was spouting. the vixen was still several steps behind. "cypher...?"
"yes, a means of interpreting the strange runes.
Action, Anthro, Character Development, Fanfiction, Fantasy, Krystal, Lola Bunny, Medieval, Skyrim, Starfox, Story Progression, Story Series, Vixen
Con impactos de bala mientras los soldados se iban a toda velocidad y desaparecian en la jungla, lo enterre y solo una cruz de madera recuerda el lugar de su muerte, ese dia, un martes 4 de agosto, despues de enterrarlo fui a nuestra cabaña, tome
Gay, Guerrilla, No-Yiff