Safe
Stuck in this hell fighting through the devil screaming free me please from my past regrets grab the hammer and break through the boards of self deception so struggle free will struggle tumbling down like dominoes piece by piece hanging on by a thread
Without Love..
_ _ we weave the fate--each choice is thread.._ _don't ask me 'why' or 'whome' and 'what'--i never knew
Omatsuri
Her big, bubbly eyes a strikingly bold red, as were the small, round bells and chimes hanging from her waist, as was the fine, scarlet thread tied around her snowy neck in a bow, finer than the thread of a geisha's hair.
The Spark Of Life - Chapter 02
She continues as she picks at the threads on his remaining good arm. -i cannot imagine it was easy assembling your body like this homunculi, what was the goal?
At War
War destroys our sanity and the threads holding mankind together. making life full of hate and destruction like no other.
Path of light
One could patch the wounds, a gold thread with a black head. tend to yourself in quiet, let the world sort itself out. but i can't. i made my choice long ago. the wind called me as a child, i no longer feel it in the trees.
Heart of the Forest ~ Chapter 5
He felt like a kitten back at home sitting across from his father at the looms, weaving and binding thread to cloth, but this time the threads were soaked and dripping in oil, falling from his fingers and pulling themselves free.
Jeremy 017; Karma's Toll
A little nervous that she hadn't done anything to deaden the pain he tensed expecting it to be painful as she slid the thin blade of the scissors under the thread. he clenched his teeth and she clipped it open.
Not sure what to say. Poem
Flow on the gentle threads of time. never to be separated. i know what to say. because your eye's spoke to me. they ask of comfort and understanding. believe me i know the pain i know the hate. so let me help you overcome this fate.
Lonely Oak Chapter 100 - No Return
Inside the lid, kept secure by a sliding plastic window, were five spools of thread; the one on the end closest to the window's opening noticeably smaller than the others.
Change of Plans
She nodded, letting her breath out and sending several more threads to their doom. "can we stay in tonight?" she asked, tilting her head back to look up at him so that her cheek squished against his far more solid chest.
A long night
._ _ _ _the road is long, the view obscured,_ _with thousands of threads entangled._ _pursuing the truth, you toil endlessly._ _in dreams you've surely been there._ _ _ _yet inspiration has struck, time and again,_ _lifting us onto the shoulders