Blank Verse Essay On the Treachery of Hope
There will be floods befouling farm and fen. there will be hurricanes upon our heads. i say 'there will be.' there already are.
Chapter 44 Unblind
It was strange to her, being naked, despite the fact that she had spent most of her life in the heat of the fens, riding around on meba in stringy furs that barely covered her.
Searcher
Watching out into fen-borne mists, calling, howling frostbitten hearts. playing cards for souls, playing glass gods in the graves, come those to the canid son. follow him, meet him, gaze withdraw, feel my asystole life beat love.
Liesa of Dusk
One day, this area of haunted hills and oily fens would become westvale, and even then, thousands of years before ormendahl's time, demonic orgies polluted the land with black miasma and fiery sulphur.
[Text]Dr. Eams Aur Weerd[/Text]
White picket fen-ces or ro-oms, or doors. we separate, and rearrange its spring... time always dont - see the use in it. wasting land and wasting air. recycling things like teddies and trash. they all. would~ ...
Drifter (Part 1)
A grainy black and white depiction of the battle above is being projected onto a steel wall as everyone is amazed at fen's skill. "a remarkable weapon this beastling must have." mechmann remarks as he watches gundolf go through his paces.
Golden Age: part 3: I Dremt
“come on, fen! we need to get to the tolkien quarter as soon as zoomanly possible!" “zoomanly possible? you never say that. nobody ever says that." “koroki, stephan, settle down. stop fighting. now."
Scaling Up Affection
Alright 'fen, i'll do it." he gave her one last brush with his hands before the tail slid around her face, gently laying coils over her eyes, hair and ears, and the tip poking back to slip over her lips.
Haunted Ballade
The fallow fields go down to furze and fen. the cracked foundation stones none can espy. so tell me, ghosts, who is the victor then? the wealth of nations founders in the sea for bankers fly in horror of the land.
Curse on a Deserving Land
He's thinking on vengeance and his mind's going dark over field, over fen, over national park. there's fires'll be burning, and no way to fight. you sold the fire department yesterday night.
A Night of Regrets
"i fucked up, fen. big time. " he said with a strained voice. "what do you mean?" "do you promise you won't get mad at me?". his big eyes met mine, glistening with tears that threatened to fall. a low whine leaving his throat. "no, i won't."
Lonely Oak Chapter 63
"even though fen tempted us, we still threw the stuff away. if anyone says anything out in the open, tell them that." "tsch," she lurched a little. "yeah right. they'd probably laugh at us."