First story: A walk in the woods
heres my first story. i dont plan to make a series out of this but I'll all depends on the feedback i get. so feel free to comment and give tips to help me write better. Yes, i do know that dragons have wings and can fly but that would make this story...
Chapter 2: An Invitation
With a quick flick of his paw, the pandragon shut off the light radiating from the lamp on the bedside table.
Dimensional Traveler
The crack sealed up over her and blotted out all light except of that from her spear.
The Lost One: New World
So you're saying i'm going to take a stargate to another planet however many light years away?
First days training, what i learned on day 1
I awoke still feeling a little tired but there was a light pouring through the window breaking my cycle of sleep. but i noticed as i shifted over to sit up, something was wrapped around my ankle.
To Go Rebel
He shivered lightly relaxing into the touch. "don't worry about it being cold. this stuff warms up soon," tsuki said nonchalantly as he began to rub the stuff all over the black wolf. when he finished he stepped back nodding at his work.
Salcheck Island
The light trickle of stream could not hide the sounds he heard echoing off the banks. "di...du..may...velous. sev... lings.... domin... you... ale...whi.."
Bathtime
He got a grunt and a light belch as a result, feeling just how full sasuke already was thanks to how little give the monument to all gluttons had.
black night
The northern lights like fire in the sky, the snow being whipped through the trees by the wind, the breathing of her wolf next to her, his heat radiating out from him keeping her warmer then any coat could, the sudden calm as midnight struck.
Who is Schyster Werkes?
**Who is Schyster Werkes?** Ra'gasso is an ancient kingdom, and one that many changing tribes have called their home. Cats, bears, beavers, weasels and of course - rabbits. This is a story about one such rabbit by the name of _Benjamin Fernfell_....
Poem #97: My People Are Not the Same
We start out with our connections as an empty light board slowly, each empty spot is replaced with a little light bulb as the years roll by, more lights appear but not always some lights go dim some lights burn out some lights shatter it's a
Darkness in pink glee
The closer she walked to the blue light, the more it dimmed. "it's moving again," she thought. there was a slight glow of pink light taking over the blue light on the wall, clearly coming from the same source of light she has been chasing.