The face of a young girl in the blossom of her childhood, no more than twelve years old, with flaxen hair and eyes the color of the forest. it drives into my mind, cold, forceful, and unyielding, like a shard of ice.
Fantasy, Medieval, Serial, non-furry
"flora blossom." he shouted with a face of being red with steam coming out of his ears like a choo-choo train.
i opened both of my eyes to see what was the problem. i clearly was upside down on the edge of the couch.
My Little Pony
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a strange calmness instantly blossomed within and about him, and for once, he leaned back, enjoying the long-awaited embrace. when the doubtful thought came around again, though he felt nagging fear, it rang mostly hollow in his head.
Canine, Drama, Dream, Emotional, M/M, Muscles, Rabbit, Wolf
There were shelves on the other side of the room, holding items of value, a crystal jar that held dried mirona blossoms, still containing their brilliant pigment of blue.
Cave, Dragon, Home, No-Yiff, Zulbaksken
Deeper we go until the sweet scent of freshly bloomed moon blossoms catches your noise. they smell like honey mixed with strawberries and a stick of cinnamon added to the mix.
Descriptive, essay, non-fiction