On the Moon
Saw the full moon tonight, and figured, "why not?" apologies in advance for any errors found. the imagery is drawn from mohawk traditions about the moon and sun, respectively.
Asteyr.
He looked at himself in the mirror one last time before getting a backpack full of fruit and juice bottles. the meeting with his friend would be more like a moonlight picnic by the river.
Amber Silverblood: Silverpack, a Sneak Peek!
All too soon, though, the full moon began to sink towards the ground again. i looked up at it, growling as if i could chase it back up into the sky. the alpha's words echoed in my head. _"be back at sunrise.
Walking the Elven Path
Its presence was accompanied only by the full moon that had roused her from slumber. a single cry pierced the night, one she recognized as the howling of a night wolf. yet, she held no fear.
The Forest
A city just like any other - barely more than a town in the eyes of most people: there were no great landmarks, no real nightlife (this place was surely a city that _did_sleep), neither the home nor the birthplace of any famous people, never a major...
Taking Flight
Richard (pov) transforms into a feral red tailed hawk over the course of the story, finding out about his shapeshifter heritage in his first transformation under the full moon. written by engy!
Moon Tide: Chapter 3
The sky began to clear when they were half way home, the clouds parting and revealing the month's full moon...
Diapered weeken - Short
Brutus glanced out the window, the streets and buildings passed around him. His older brother, Alex, was talking him to a sleepover at Jade's house and Brutus was nervous. They turned onto Jade's street as Brutus realized he had to use the restroom,...
Full Moon
Before she left, he warned her that she will regret buying the charm once she's under the full moon. as amy thought back to that, she noticed that the moon was full right at that very moment. suddenly, she started feeling very warm.
Full Circle
Figure it out :p full circle strong cypress lies aside me grown out of a field mockingbird sings freely never forced to yield.
Peace-full...
. - because why not peace-full slow & steady, dust is shown from heavy hands glass long broken, footsteps remain in times priceless sands muscles move aching among twist & turns long forgotten holes make up most of the remains on a shirt once soft cotton
Great-full...
Great-full...