After the war: An old heart
The old dragon gave a long and shuddering sigh, he rested his back against a pillar.
Something Old, Something New
This was an old protean drive model, probably around five to seven hundred years old. the drive was a multivariable, dual crystal, ion exchange power plant that was self-renewing. it operated on the same principle as the warehouse itself.
Memories (OLD STORY): The Temple
**Ok, I completely FORGOT to post the one shot prequel to this, but Spyro commits suicide before this story after Cynder dies. Hence why she was like she was in the beginning. Gimmie a min, I'll post it.** "Cynder?" Cynder wondered who this dragon...
Chapter 8: The Old Road
As they sat around the campfire now, he told stories of old battles, missions he had undertaken and about life in the capitol. they all listened with eager ears and they soon gained a new respect for the old leopard.
Old Friends, New Loves
The springs beneath the padding greeted me with a groan, although it sounded friendly, almost as warmly as an old friend greeting you.
The Old Adventures of Twilight and Crimson!
"i told you she was old.." the otter gave so many terrible faces and rude gestures to the fox from behind and quickly stopped when he turned out to look at her. "you know... that's the third tech company this week!
A Bronze Rising: Out with the Old
I rested in the yard as the humans scurried about their tasks. At first most seemed to mill about aimlessly, their usual routine completely upturned. It only took the humans living on the estate a short time to get used to taking orders from Tobias...
Malefor: TTO: An Old Illness
He didn't know why he felt that way towards the elderly dragon, but he just did. maybe something about his green eyes... when he started to call out attendance, malefor silently started to drift away.
Old Home; New Home
Below the water rushes blue and white over rocks, old logs, and against it's steep shore. on the other side of it the trees become scarce and in the distance long rolling hills are visible.
Old Ways; New Ways
The old gray dog is worn, very worn. it's brown eyes spoke of infinite memories within them, and it's pair of ears circle and follow every sound the world makes.
My Love (old story)
\*\*This is a story i wrote when this was Yiffstar under a different profile 6 years ago and i'm re-uploading it to see what you all think about it. comment \>^.^\< \*\* Who's that boy that sits across from me? There is something in his eyes ...
Chapter Thirteen -- Old Friends
#13 of the miyatsu file chapter thirteen -- old friends the expo was a huge affair, drawing visitors not only from japan, but overseas as well.