A short story that i wrote for the "changing seasons" contest on agn.ph, and is also my first clean story, when i think about it. a larvesta makes a long journey, heading out on a trip that his kind has made for countless generations.
days pass.
Clean, Larvesta, Pokemon, Transformation, Volcarona, season, seasons
Like all of the great seasons,
autumn is not just a departure,
it's our renewal, and a greeting all the same.
**written by: fane star**
2017, Poem, Poetry, SFW, autumn, fall, season, seasons
A chilling breath blows through the barren slumbering giants causing what little leafy coverage they had to fall stiffly down and crunch every time they were to touch a limb and fall down to their frozen stiff siblings bellow. The breath travels...
Winter, seasonal
#3 of short stories
another seasonal piece
soft rays of light shower down onto the lightly covered ground through the openings between the vibrant autumn leaves of the towering trees
autumn, fall, seasonal
Government
after the 6 season war ram not only rebuilt the provinces affected, but he took to space to make a massive station that would not only circle the earth, but surround it.
6 season war, Ram
Government view
the former government has this t say about the 6 season war, it was our fault.
6 season war, History
It's a glass half full
But that seems to be the problem here
It's a glass half empty
But it always feels like there's something there
Out of sight, out of mind,
I just hope you do remember me,
Absence makes the heart grow fonder,
But that...
Avian, Love, Poem, seasons
It's a glass half full
But that seems to be the problem here
It's a glass half full
But it always feels like there's something there
Out of sight, out of mind,
I just hope you do remember me,
Absence makes the heart grow fonder,
But that...
Avian, Love, Poem, seasons
And then martin left. 6 seasons of absolute nothing later the ba came back just like he said they would, but he wasn't here until 4 days later. ram was taking it to em, but nothing seemed to cut the ba down to size.
6 season war, Blink, Ram
I land soft in the pile that the season provides,
as if leaping in laundry just recently dried,
and upon my resurfacing what should i see
but the base of what seems like a beanstalk to me.
Poetry, autumn, fall, leaves, seasonal