Path to happiness
#16 of poems 2014 the path of happiness is a hard one to take, to gain, you must lose, what is worth most? what are you willing to risk? will the happiness you gain, outweigh the pain that might be caused in the process?
The path with the wall...
For there is no path for me to follow... should i make one?... should i make a path and crush the life with it?...
3 paths 3 people 3 fates
One walks a path, barren and empty, sowing the seeds of life and hope... the path flourishes, the wanderer travels, lost amongst the peace and prosperity...
Scion 2nd Edition Intro
As the newest version onyx path publishing's popular game, scion, second edition introduces some major changes to both the setting and mechanics.
Path Of Paws
Without him, i would still be wandering down a path with no clue what lies ahead. he is a good man, and a good werewolf, the likes of which this world needs more like him.
Wolves Under Moon
All these paths welcoming you. still my heart shall beat for you.
A Path Snow Poem
We all follow a path however that path leads us somewere but we all need to know at the end our tracks may never be found but always sense in the dust of the wind.
Choose your own path Pt11
Once you are finished with the sphinx, you move over and open the door on the right, and look into a very wide corridor. As you look to your left you see that the two doors open into the same corridor, and you look back at the sphinx, who appears to be...
A continuing poem of a journey to love
I move forward, a guide shined down; my path could be seen. i travel my path, the road uneven and difficult; my faith became stronger. i reach an obstacle on my path, large and sharp; my hope grew higher.
Choose your own Path pt17
As the Master advances on you, you lift both hands, deciding not to draw your sword. "Woah, woah. Before I get my ass rutted, what is the meaning of this. I thought you said this was a challenge." The Master chuckles."Your challenge was whether you...
Poem: Wolf Through A Blue Gaze
See myself free to roam free to be me i wonder now my fate now that i am my own no longer cared for by others here i lie waiting through the blue gaze here i see looking at me an old blue sea wandering through the forest green searching my path
Choose your own path Pt9
You look at the sphinx lying there, calm and collected, which is more than can be said for your busy head. It's hard to seriously understand what the sphinx is talking about, and yet there is a way you can know the answer. You sit down, and put both...