The Black Fang's Bite (teaser) - A Menagerie of Heroes
"don't let krae be your conscience now." "but it's such a grand title! and well deserved. during the battle against the evil warlock, driig, no warrior could get past his spells or get close to him.
Suicide
A sheepish nod back, she sucks in air through her teeth, "ceaseless mayhem across my conscience. myself in proper and my body endlessly fighting.
Trouble Shared
Uneasy is the conscience that must weigh what to reveal of his deepest self. more groundwork is laid for the climactic revelations. yes, dear readers, we really are about to find who-, how-, what-, and whydunit.
Dark Growlithe - Prologue
For a moment, his conscience said he should stay, then he remembered the female growlithe and turned away from his trainer, pushed the doors open with his nose and left. \*\*\*\*\* growlithe woke quietly.
Alex's Dilemma
I'm his conscience." "his what?" "his conscience. anytime he's faced with a situation he can tell is dicey, he calls me for a second opinion."
Welcome to Orn- a work in progress
Superstition fades into your conscience. one magpie signals death. the bird tilts its dainty head to one side and blinks, still making eye contact as far as you can tell. your spine sends signals to the rest of your body, telling it to shiver.
9 Crimes
He takes a deep breath, collecting his conscience. he looks up at the apartment. again, the guilty feeling comes back. and it's not alright. he quietly stalks up to the front door. he opens it up. he goes in. walks up the stairs.
Making things right P2
Maybe this was as much about cleansing my own conscience as it was about helping her. it didn't take long to clean her neck, and i paused looking at her long, serpentine body. unsure of where to go next, i instead decided to focus on her face.
Paul dans le métro
Quand il reprit conscience, il était dans les bras de sa mère, qui lui lançait un regard chargé de reproche; son expérience dans le métro semblait ne pas avoir été au goût du jour...
Ondes et Salut
Ma conscience toute entière sera consumée par le néant, elle sera disloquée, dévorée. viendra alors mon salut, dormir sans fin et sans but.
The Lead Crown: Ch 6b, The Brightest Blossom (Pt 5)
Brody could tell that the priest was having a crisis of conscience-- on one side of him sat a fellow clergyman who seemed intent on making a difference in the church while on the other side of him stood a young yew tribe buck who, as far as the dog
Feyrahl, FA Ch 1.3
I can't imagine any of that situation was easy, but it's obvious you sacrificed a lot and, even though you committed crimes, i know you are still suffering for it... and the fact that you do it to yourself tells me that you have a conscience, and that means