Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 26
What if it wasn't just her imagination, what then? and an even scarier question than that: what if she didn't _want_ it to be just her imagination? _perhaps the question you should be asking yourself is, would that make a difference?
Tail of a Twofer: A Eurofurence Special
This world is a mess; you can't go anywhere without tripping over every species imaginable. and what if you imagined? what if you imagined being something different? how would it feel? what would it be like?
world of the elements part 3
"ok" thomas replied then closed his eye sand tried to imagine it.
Rose- Aftermath
"i'm sorry that my imagination wasn't up to the task of naming the spell." "imagination indeed. anyway, i'm not here for small chat. i, prince arell of the northern kingdom do hereby challenge rose of earth to a duel of single combat."
Lynn in The Mirror (Valentine's GT)
\>she closed her eyes, inhaled deeply and imagined anon's smell once again. \>a warm shiver crept its way up her back and over her shoulders. \>wow, she was really good at imagining anon's smell. \>like, too good. \>"hold on..."
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 11
Every time he spoke her name, every time he touched her arm, every time he _looked_ at her, she imagined him doing the exact same thing to his fox. did he imagine such things, too?
Black Meridian 17: The Calm Before
Narem growled, for the hundredth time imagining a topless fletcher coming over to him, wanting to hold him, to kiss him. he imagined his paws in the coyote's head fur, the boy's tail wrapping with his own. it hurt to think about too much.
A Child Among Men
Yet, in my imagination do i feel most content and at peace. with my heart heavy and my mind weary, i rest to see a new perspective.
Your Loss Not Mine
Your loss not mine not a day has gone by that i have not imagined a life with you in my arms not a day has gone by when i don't wonder if i wronged you friends assure me that it's "your loss" yet i still think of you i picture your face, i imagine your
Your Loss Not Mine
Your loss not mine not a day has gone by that i have not imagined a life with you in my arms not a day has gone by when i don't wonder if i wronged you friends assure me that it's "your loss" yet i still think of you i picture your face, i imagine your
Ramblings...
Memories fictional futures fall quickly in unknown shadows, taking with them imagined histories blankets of burden cover doubt insanity gives limits to what we've learned life can be about hard to accept, honest answers not wanted as closure reality
Rapture
It was simply me thinking and answering a prompt that i created, "imagine seeing the person who you were going to spend of your life with." this is more of an optimistic outlook. this is what i hope will happen.