How I got my arm
Looking around, i shuddered to think about how many crew members would have operated it, though seeing how all the landing platforms were empty, i was safe to hope most of them had escaped.
How to Seer, Part 24
"that preacher wasn't even thirty... how could people--" i didn't get a chance to finish the thought as warm, woolly arms wrapped around me.
A Spare in the Trunk: How Was Your Day?
Lys kept staring into jack’s eyes trying to find the resolution, but there’d be no jokes about how silly this was, no laughter to break the silence.
How I came to be...
Tv, games, i did the works, but no matter how hard i tried, i couldn't get them out of my head.
How to Seer, Part 2
. :) how to seer, part 2 copyright comidacomida 2019 going from very nearly drowning to suddenly having some kind of reptilian lynx behind me and my friend kyle suddenly looking like a black bird was confusing to say the least, but things didn't really
How To Love Me
Cold i am no matter how awful i seem deep down in my burned out heart i love you back would you love me with all my pain and my almost broken brain?
How to Seer, Part 3
how to seer, part 3 copyright comidacomida 2019 the coyote's name was talapus, or, at least, that's what he told me. having always been pretty good with geography, i called him on it as i hiked my way up to the road from the riverbank.
How to Raise a Dragon (Part 3)
"fine, i'll just dump what's inside his diaper on your car in the morning and you can drive to work with everyone criticizing how your automobile stinks of dragon poop.
How to Seer, Part 7
Here we have william showing the other seers how to properly manage four spirits at once effectively. it's like he's a natural!
How To Howl - A Poem
Howling for the sake Not to talk or to take But to feel a bit of soul flow Free from the column and row Of the spreadsheets that say No, you must play this play Act the act Form this pack, this pact Want _this_ that,...
How It Will Always Be
With the sight of death as far as the eye can see. The smell of blood permeates around me. Forgotten in a sea of lost souls and broken dreams. Lay the friends I once knew, there faces twisted, mangled, and scared. The horrors of war etched into...
How I Ate Him
It is my alternative veiwpoint of the story: how he ate me it is written in a way that you can choose what the prey is (species) and you can put yourself as the narrator if you want.