Baxley's deal with Satan
Baxley sat on the roof of his house, looking up at the moon. He sighed and pulled his cloak around himself as some cold wind blew past. The black enjoyed these moments when he was alone to think. Baxley often would be throwing daggers at targets to...
Baxley and The Black Paw Chapter 1
Chapter: 1 Chicago, Illinois Baxley ducked within his crater from the gunfire of the enemy. He wore urban army fatigues with a black paw patch sewn on the right arm bicep of the jacket. The patch was outlined in purple while the paw itself was black....
just a little poem i did for Baxley
_I come and go as I please_ _I am a shadow_ _I don't just steal cheese_ _I'm well hidden in darkness_ _I'm well trained with a dagger_ _But the sword is longer_ _At long range I kill with an arrow_ _It goes through the bone marrow_ _I wear...
Baxley 5
Baxley sat in a tree near his new three- story house. He had a nonlethal arrow notched and wore a dark green cloak which concealed him very well in the trees. Baxley scanned the forest floor for any sign of his older brother's dark orange fur. He...
Baxley 4: A king is killed and a new beginning starts.
Baxley sat in living room of his two-story house he recently rented and furnished. He was sitting at his dinner table, sparkling champagne in paw, and looked over his supply of weapons. "Sword, daggers, bow and arrows, and medic pack", he said out...
Baxley 3: new found powers and abilities
As Baxley drove on the dusty road, listening to the radio, a helicopter flew over his truck. Baxley paid no attention to it, thinking it was just taking supplies to the French. He smiled and took a drink of water. A convoy of military trucks, jeeps,...
Baxley 2
Baxley sat at the table in the corner of a bar. He was looking around and drinking a beer. A black wolf wearing a blue cloak and black tunic entered the bar and spoke to the bartender. Baxley whistled and the wolf turned and looked at him. The wolf...
Forgive Me Part 2
Hey everyone, welcome to part 2 of my new tale. I hope you will all enjoy, and as always, comments and favs and votes and everything in between is highly encouraged and very appreciated! **Forgive Me: Part 2** Brian held the same shirt in his paws,...
Forgive Me
Hello everyone, TCF here, I hope you all enjoy my newest tale. I wrote this trying to get out of my rut that I have been in. I hope it will be enjoyable. Comments and such are always very appreciated and I wish you all the very best. **Forgive...
Still
Still Stars hang in the sky Visible with the sun No air to turn blue I cannot stay dry But no reason to run So the stream in the city Paused, silent, still, Ran from the ocean Powers the old mill And taken no pity One beautiful moment In...
Hanging Over his Head
Hanging Over His Head Hanging over his head are Half-conjured images of desires, Of a rose in a shire, Whose outlook is dire, Of doves flying home, That never grow tired. Hanging over his head A golden field of wheat And a line of red...
Unfabricated
Unfabricated He arose from his bed With a sense of dread As his desires faded His dream already dead Simply fabricated She smiles at me Like Jack does at Rose Like how water flows So very smoothly But it's all fabricated Her kiss is a...