Beautiful Waistland
Darkness creeps across the sky. Singing birds fall, crash and die. Their blood makes a beautiful scene. Death and decay, blood and steam. I walk in a waistland. Of my own creation. Smiling as i see, the world of damnation. I wish their was...
Perspective
Pieces crumble and fall around me as I fall into my pit. Gnashing teeth and eyes surround me taunting me to quit. Sharp sticks and cracking whips. The rattle of the cage. These things I know all too well, send me into rage. Bound by arm and...
Evil Bethlhem
As I look at the small set of numbers embedded on my arm I remember the day that my life had changed. I remember the yell of the soldiers and the clicking of triggers; the howls of women as they were ripped away from their husbands. The chains, oh...
Macro Tyler March #2 - Footprints
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Dileneate
#6 of poetry a polite, g-rated poem of my perspective on what it's like to be a furry, and a part of the furry community.
Years Of Distance
~Years of Distance~ When you left me, I cut open my chest and extracted my heart. I began cutting it loose from all the wiring. Then dizzy from shock I walked to the twisted tree and folded to my knees. I dug a fresh hole and placed it...
Macro Tyler March #9 - Controlled Growth
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Broadened Perspectives
Broadened perspectives a story by cykrus, starring bursik badger the dull hum and harsh bright lights of the overhead fluorescent bulbs combined with the rhythmic whines of the coffee maker to create a melody well suited to amplifying the pounding in
A Change In Perspective
The soft whirr of propellers is the only sound that stands out in these enormous sand-colored halls. The sound of even softer humming is entirely lost under their oscillating tone. Teri allows himself to sit back, tapping a few buttons on his bracer to...
A Matter of Perspective
Azaharim the wolf-wizard, Lord of the Seventh Magic, was bored. He'd been wandering through Ashkel's seedy side streets, sticking his muzzle into taverns, hoping to cozen a free drink. And why not? He was Azaharim, confidante to Machuragh's greatest...
More perspective
The wolf walked down the hall and collected the folder for her next client. She groaned in her head as she read the species. A catgirl was definitely not what she needed in this mood. The whole reason they existed was enough to get her hackles up and...
Other Perspectives
It's a matter of perspective." bridger put his hand on chester's back and chest, easing him back into his seat, "i never forced myself on anyone. if they didn't want to, nothing happened.