22 Weeks 'till home - Teaser
I have nothing but the utmost respect for all those who serve their country proudly and bravely. as was once said, "all that is required for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing."
The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Fifteen
[personality: collected, reserved, calm, brave, knowing, leader, powerful, experienced, smart, quick witted, ] [disposition: leader, magik user] [relationships: friend of all, intermediate magik] riskar: (raccoon anthro)- normal raccoon patterns, slightly
The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Three
[personality: collected, reserved, calm, brave, knowing, leader, powerful, experienced, smart, quick witted, ] [disposition: leader, magik user] [relationships: friend of all, intermediate magik] riskar: (raccoon anthro)- normal raccoon patterns, slightly
Scales and Honor- Viridian Night: Chapter 6
_that's why i am out here...to be brave..and heroic._.he sighed as he remembered cordenth, and how he had lept in the way to take a harpoon for lyndis.
Ragnarok - XX
The very image of world ending fire, without its courage, without its brave song. if yet the all-father lacked but one soul to fill his ranks, where would he find him?
Ragnarok - IV
Varr smiled, but shook his head, and said, "brave words, shane, champion indeed, not brave too much but wise too little. know you what you say?
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: On Melancholy Hill
Be brave." for his young age, the shinx appeared surprisingly mature and wise. „but i cant..." „yes. you can be brave. dont bring yourself down."
The Furry Rebellion | Chapter Seven
[personality: collected, reserved, calm, brave, knowing, leader, powerful, experienced, smart, quick witted, ] [disposition: leader, magik user] [relationships: friend of all, intermediate magik] riskar: (raccoon anthro)- normal raccoon patterns, slightly
That Gay Goth Dog: CHapter 18: The Battle to be Normal: part 4
_"braved the forests, braved the stone it'll take a lot more than words and guns braved the icy winds and fire a whole lot more than riches and muscle braved and beat them on my own the hands of the many must join as one and together we'll cross
Prelude to Paradiso
Some wielded swords, others their own fists, always braving the void with fire. the catacombs grew bleaker, the nights grew darker, bullies and tyrants grew arrogant.
Moving On
For while your students move on, playing your songs but never the same, i cannot imagine you brave few not watching us all, and tears fill my eyes, for i know we would be nothing without you.
Longing
I long for the day when i no longer have to be so brave, knowing you're here to stay.