As forward flowed the dark tide of pursuit
again the voice commanded "fire at will!"
down poured, with sound like rain onrushing, bolts
onto the soot-horde's heads.
Epic, Iambic pentameter, Poetry, blank verse
A black tide of death ready to smother the last flames of resistance from the world.
Adventure, Barbarians, Battle, Cannibals, Dark Fantasy, Death, Dungeons And Dragons, Eldrana, Fortress, Magic, Mountain, Muskateers, S Heroes, Saga, Trenches, Ulvarg, War, Warrior, Woeweaver, Wolf, brutal, deity, gods, heroic, lady, original world, victorian, viking
Finally, he gets through the tide of people, and makes his way towards his next class, a class on the psycology of furs and humans and their interactions.
Character Development, Plot Development
He was exhausted, having fought for every inch against the tide the night before.
Cunt Boy, Feral, Fox, Medieval, Pregnant, Romance, Taur, Wolf, Young, Young Love, Young Romance
The relief of the lie being washed away, not from existence but from the moment like only the calm after a torrential tide of emotion can leave you.
Character Development, Fox, M/M, No-Yiff, Wolf
The doctor flicked an ear, not bothering to turn around from her place at the stove, "son-of-the-tide? well, that's certainly quite a name to live up to."
Doctor, Feral, Frontier, Herbalism, Humor, Medicine, Mouse, Otter, Steam Punk, Tribal, Wolf
Like the tide of a beach.
confidence wavers.
should i step forward,
or stay shrouded in cover.
taking a chance now,
and risking it all.
or leaving it for later,
and playing it safe.
my mind questioning,
every way i try to move.
Poetry
Imagine, imagine
that things were different
that the rain was the tears of angels
and the thunder was their screams
their wings are that of a dove's pride
and their eyes a purest ocean's tide
just imagine the angels flying above us
their tears
Angel, Poem
Fall
i will rise
and stand even more tall
i will rise
over the wall
i will rise
above them all
like the sun
which never dies
though sets every night
every day it does rise
like the ocean
whose tides
Poems, Poetry, Rising-up, insperation, life
I watched them rise in molten righteousness
against a murderous and greedy tide.
i saw them crippled, crushed, and penniless.
i was their only mourner when they died.
Bee, Poetry, sonnet
I'm frightened
by the thought
of slipping
from your edge
to the tide
below
broken limbs
and battered heartbeats
left
whispering my dismay.
First Person, Poem, Sad