Sunset
It was morning when the girl set out, a pack upon her back, a ticket in her hand on her eighteenth birthday the fae female's devotion to her parents was over.
Liv-i'd...
One will have to forgive me for again, being late tomorrow my goal, while i still have control my body, for my stubborn ways, will have to pay the toll bloody, broken, bare beyond emotion my mind is still kind in its reasoning for such sideways devotion
Vargothen - Constructing A Foundation (Session 2)
I'm intrigued by the letter... tommorrow the wall should be fully repaired by midday... no more attacks on the keeps residents... and apparently i can now go and finally focus on better more important things than devoting my life solely to aiding these folk
A Honyed Problem
Her mind eased as she settled on a plan, and she then devoted her efforts to diplomacy. fragments of speeches and bargains floated through her mind's eye, but never coalesced into anything coherent.
The Nature of Life - Chapter 3
He was one of the late elders most devoted followers, and it crushed him when the elder died. i could see his muzzle moving, speaking to the portrait of elder miesh, i could see as tears started to form in his eyes.
Embrace in the night
His eyes shining beautifully with devotion and expectation. he climbed the slope slowly, marching solemnly in the middle of the night until he reached the spot of the tombstone, placing the rose soflty on the ground and kneeling before the tombstone.
in a wolf's body: chpt 16: i will never leave you
"oh you'll understand when you meet that special someone" i noticed alexi shifting closer to morgan and watching him devotedly, morgan looked at him with the same look before licking the side of his brothers muzzle.
The mirror pool
devotion, fanaticism, martyrdom? it was worth a shot. getting to the pool was easy, getting to where i _wanted_to go would be the hard part. there was a small boat on the shore. it looked old and unwanted, nobody would miss it.
Love In Negative
When i close my eyes i see you under me, over me, beside me in my embrace - paws clasped and tails entwined - devotion splayed across your face.
Inspire Me
My inspiration comes not with a polite call for attention but with selfish demands and an insistence that i give it my exclusive devotion whenever it deems necessary to drop by. my inspiration is all consuming.
The Helping Hand
Only devotion, the knaves of oppressive droughts. the hand has always been there, the one to hold me by the neck. keeping me from both edges, ones of life and death. the hand has always been taut, the one to keep me barely conscious.
The sisters reunite
"well, i suppose we will repeat the pattern" liesa responded, "my flight was always smaller, just as it needs to be, and you can devote your strength to the masses.