Sometimes
**Sometimes, I just stop** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _ _ ** ** Sometimes, I stop. I can't do it. There's a wall, my head against it, the cool pressing up into my forehead. It should be grounding but...
An Invincible Summer Ch. 4 - It's Not The Fall That Kills You...
Putting on her best 'i'm concentrated, go away' face, she repeated the process for three more cells and opened an actual document that needed editing.
An Invincible Summer Ch. 2 - The Lines Have Been Drawn
Halfway through his last idea his thought process just stopped dead. why did he assume that north was immature? he never saw him take much of an interest in anyone, besides this one girl back in high school. and that ended disastrously.
An Invincible Summer Ch. 3 - The Definition of Insanity
God damn it, she thought to herself, but still smiled.
Book 1, Genesis: PREFACE
The dogs are just as radically modified as their kaynine masters, they are unusually large for their breeds, categorized as a 'dire' animal, and possess higher level intellect and thought processes.
Splintered Light, Chapter 2.2: Almost Planned Out
The tiger was intrigued by the rottweiler's thought processes. "alright... i could see either of the last two for the part... but, the reverend?" the rottweiler's half-grin returned. "i trust him." the captain mirrored the dog's smirk.
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 1
As more and more neurons began firing and contributing intermittently to my sluggish thought processes, i got the distinct impression that i was no longer at home.
Broodmother
#1 of short stories didn't mean for that to turn into a short story, but that was basically my thought process while drawing this. oh look, i tried drawing a decent background again. turned out bad, as always.
Where this Flower Blooms - Part 1
Time could pass a blinding pace, but not as blinding as the sunlight burning up ian's thought process, and his eyes. an unwelcome light forced him out of his cozy, dim head space. ian bids his farewell to the clouds. he'll miss them greatly.
Second Chances: Chapter 1
And stressed i thought i wouldn't find time for the thoughts to creep in.
The Photographers Apprentice - Chapter seven: "To my best friend"
"just a few more minu-" **\*bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt\*** my thought process was cut off. "what the?..." looking over at my alarm, the time was 7:46 am, 14 minutes from when my alarm was supposed to go off...
Bring The Boys Back Home
_ all three mice were in shock; even throttle's thought processes crashed dead still as he watched. "_bring the boys back home!"