Poem-----7_7
Call me an angle or demon. just know that my time is done here. love me for my sin and not my deeds. remember my goodness not my troubles. but know one thing, you were the only good thing for me.
Son of a Dream part 2
She moved her hand up and down, tackling the problem from a different angle, creating a different equilibrium, and his eyes focused again. now they were suspicious and surmised; again, not good.
To Love
His eyes were very solemn; he held his head angled downward in seriousness, and he was very still. whatever his aims were, he meant them, meant them with all his heart.
Dragon Who
Her body was thin with very sharp angles, no smooth curves that would make her look like a sandwing, but rather more like an icewing, if it wasn't for the bright white tail barb. mayfly had taken a step back and was watching them both.
Paws of Snow Chapter 4
His combat knife sat over his left pec at an angle so his right paw could grasp and slide it out at a moments notice.
Gift From Heaven Part 1 :Nowhere Chapter 2 : New Allies
I tried join angles long ago, they believed in my story though they said they don't have place for a demon. even though they were that kind they gave me this land and helped to start new life few years ago.
Angels and demons
With angels and demons on a deadly flight colliding and thrashing and ripping without ease for the one man that they have to please they're fighting for freedom that's what they do angels consist of all religions; catholic, mormon, or jew angles
The Battle For Laplialiv: The Legion A.I Downfall 3563 A.D.
"alright, someone get on the controls and angle this ship for the crash landing." ryloth demands "you got it." venia says while she rushes over to the main controls, grabbing the joysticks and pulling them back to angle the ship up a bit.
All-Star Weekend
There was an angle here. there was some kind of an angle here, and i knew it. there was some sort of a leg up he was trying to get on me here, and i knew it. i couldn't see what it was, though, and i was missing my dad, so...
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 74
Harsh angles. empty space that might not be empty at all.
The Archivist
"bringing the nose left--watch my angles. trying to compensate..." "your angles are fine," her partner promised. "i just need less noise. we're losing our window. let's--okay, no, whatever you did worked. xocoh--pull it!"
A will: Poem
Maybe were angle's of this life. caring and loving to all around. could are heart be so real. up and down a fight of the life. to think so freely is a blessing curse. a second voice makes me quiver and think twice about my life .