Dragon's Pride 15
"then why did you tell me to stop if you're my conscience?"
A Stranger in Suburbia (An Interactive Story) - Prologue (13)
**don't question your conscience.** you decide to not question your conscience. life is easier that way. for now. **go to ama.** a ease, you follow the bull's instructions and walk down the main street.
Nathaniel
Details were vivid, as adrenaline numbed his conscience and pumped his attention. he asked for the cheapest of bracelets, with hope that the store attendant wouldn't be too vigil.
Ceowolf's Background Info (Character Development - WIP)
When three of the seals have broken, the demons conscience awakens in the wolfs mind and its influences begin to take shape.
4-Inch Fairy Tails
Atimist whispered, "wake up, this is your conscience speaking to you." the mangy coyote woke up, "what's a conscience?" he asked. "um, a conscience is... a four inch fox that controls everything you do... now, um... hear me and obey!
A Whole New Kind of Heaven
The wolf's thoughts echoed ominously through his conscience. he reached out, into the darkness, only to find he was grasping nothing but air. he sat up, peering around him, trying to get a view of something, anything.
Michael and Amanda, Chapter 23
Don't forget, stupid, i'm your conscience. i know what you're really after." "obviously, you aren't my conscience; because, if you were, you'd know that i'm not interested in her body. i'm interested in her feelings for me. now go away!"
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.
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...
The Truly Repentant
My christian conscience says 'yes.' another pause. longer, this time. but i didn't follow my christian conscience this time. i followed ... my own sense of pride. my own ... self. a swallow. i made a mistake.
Shapely Cow
Your judgements you will cease, and now submissively you bow, so sit quietly at your desk, your thoughts we roughly steer, what you're feeling is called "peace", it all seems normal now, it's all become burlesque, so sit back and have a beer, your conscience
Another Untitled Poem
Back then, i would have gathered a hammer, smashed them flat as pinocchio's conscience. testing palisades of clocks and yardsticks, no advent waits for the restive dreamer.