Assorted Naerian Histories
The previous 350 years hold the majority of the strife the naerian species underwent but it really started just shy of 500 years ago. a peculiar thing allowed the entire following centuries to occur.
There Be Dragons
Dragons within so lower the mast, you sail through your soul; search near and far, coming to terms with the person you are, i understand why you are hiding within, but lying to yourself is also a sin, admitting to others could cause you much strife
Come With Us To Gomorrah, Opportunity Knocks But Once
Savor the pleasure of childbirth, the pain of strife, the rush of running and scents of the hunt." that is what i would ask, of any onlooker, beholding my transformation now, thinking me hideous. i would offer the same to them, in love.
I am the Enemy
I have turned into the enemy i fear i may have ruined your life i have caused you so much strife with this i can't even begin to help you i don't know what it is i'm supposed to do i'm so sorry for what i've done it seems i can't ever win, no
From Man to Broodmare
It was her very first true breath as an equine, dylan's old life as a human far behind in a darkened twist of strife. but she was not to know that. she only knew of her life as it was in that moment, her past a pleasant blur.
Introduction to the World of Arrinoth
Of course, they could not do everything for the very beings they had created, which began to cause strife in the land.
Chapter 7 James
“sorry to hear your strife brother “the pilot is then silent as he concentrates on getting to the airfield from which the fast jet will take him and another three of the pack to the closest point. 2 hours seems a life time.
The Feline Persuasion: Transformed into her Pet Cat
Words just brought strife along with them so where was the sense in using them to begin with? arms and legs: no, just legs.
To a Suffering Soul - short poem
Through your pain and strife. loneliness is an aliment of your past. love is the blanket that now warms you. trust in me to provide, everything your emotions crave and demand. never, will i fail you.
Bear burdens of life (Chapter four)
I tried to explain how i felt, my voice brittle with the confusion and strife. turning back his eyebrows raised and his muzzle lifted slightly as our eyes met. "you sure kid? i mean, like... grrr!"
Stabbed in the Back
You were the love of my life, now a memory of strife. i'm lonely, and cold, didn't pick me, over gold. you're selfish and shallow, thought our love was hallow. but i misunderstood, you're neither lovely, nor good.
Love, Lost, and Lost again.
So as to where i may live another day, but sometimes they push through, my defenses being quite few, over the situation they take advantage, then they turn me savage, i have no wish to live that kind of life, it really isn't living if it is filled with strife