Lunch by Venn Diagram (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the badger's social circle nodded with strained patience, the ritual as familiar as it was frustrating. the badger began her list, with the first reply provoked almost immediately.
Coffee. (Otherwise Untitled)
~ as she waited with patience afforded only to those that are merely mostly awake, the gryphon calmly examined the borosilicate glass mug between her paws. she liked this mug.
of stone, water and air
Land and sky felt pity for ocean and stopped their assault. so that they would never forget oceans betrayal they made a new being. one that had the wisdom of sky and the patience of land. one that could fly with the speed of the wind, and walk with the
Remember me
It's time, you've no more left to spend be at peace there's no mistake every life must have it's end why worry now the door awaits through which we all must walk so come we tarry not, my patience it does abate what's
---Lightly timing...---
Room, space for a dream to stride a clock shows haste, keeping hesitation close, ones own worry can never really hide the tick & tock is always the same the dance is different among every candle flame the shadows that follow just out of reach give to patience
The Indigo Soul - large poem
patience fleeting, disinterest is persuasive, time not to waste. call me indigo. above the creative norm, intellect and color, required to entertain. call me indigo.
Jack Braking Prohibited (Otherwise Untitled)
The engine flared back to life, as the cars behind began to pass the van with urgency fueled of frustration and exhausted patience.
Update For T.N.O.L./Thanksgiving 2012
(thanks for the patience everyone!) and i did want to assure you all i am still writing and haven't died or anything.sadly i don't have a short story prepared for you guys for the holiday (might get one ready for christmas).
Biscuits from Grace (Otherwise Untitled)
~ greg leaned back into the bench seat of the diner, his patience extended towards watching the sun rise from below the treeline across the patch of prairie.
Hunter's Snare - Chapter 2
Lacking the time or patience he hungered for some recognition, any recognition.
[Commission]: Branded with Fire: the Tragedy and Justice of Fleur de Lis
So speak now before my patience runs out and i gore you on the spot." "wow. rude." she clicked her tongue. "i am fluer de lis - the most famous supermodel in equestria." "supermodel?" the dragon questioned. "yes.
Tig on the Run
Silently he inched forward patience on his side. the deers head jerked up the wind had shifted. tig leapt from the high grass his jaws closing around the deers neck as his head swivelled up.