Poem for Children Wishing to Summon Evil Spirits
On Hallow's Eve, beneath the sky Take the implements described To some obscure, untraveled place, The knife, the flame, the words to say. A pentagram would surely do, But pick which symbol pleases you And draw it out with steady care, Then...
Zhaiothe Part 1 - The Taste Of Regret
It tasted like metal. but with a light, sugary sensation to it.
burning thoughts
Eyes floating in my mind lost in my thoughts of your beautiful skin, feeling your taste and sound run through me as i think of your eyes still staring at me in my mind burning a hole into my soul
The Taste of Lonleniess
He blocked out the smells, the tastes everything. he stuck his left foot out over the edge. ready to fall. fate however had a different plan. there was a scream from behind him. he turned placing his foot back on solid ground.
A Taste of the Wild
Jarzyl moved forward in a low crouch, keeping her belly barely above the ground and holding her wings tightly furled against her back. "Sneak, sneak, sneak, sneak, sneak..." murmured the young dragon. Every movement she made was careful, calculated,...
A Taste For Fish
Then he wouldn't to taste them! but what if those bits got caught in his mouth! what if he was stuck tasting that horrible tuna essence all day? what if he had to taste it for the rest of his life?
Tell Me the Taste
"i can taste it," he rumbled against tucker's mouth. darrien's tongue flicked a few more times against his lips, then began to delve deeper, exploring and tasting across gums and teeth, running along tucker's own tongue in quick, hungry passes.
Zoey And Jack The Neera
Rose smiles tasting him and purring away like a cat would do. getting up and grabbing the bowl of grapes and her water. rose heads downstairs to the kitchen, she opens the fridge and places the bowl of grapes back into the fridge.
Wiggling Tastes Best
The ducklings, hatched a mere few days ago happily swam with their mother who was just as happily showing her newly hatched children the pond. Not far away, danger lurked as it always did. He was always around, and always ready for a snack that...
Taste of Fire: The Truth
#5 of taste of fire a slight breeze blew through the forest as qagan and teya worked their way by the cliff to the east. qagans plan was to keep heading east until the cliff sank low enough before they could start heading north to the crater.
A Taste of Her Own Medicine
"oof- that's the last time i taste my own medicine..."
Taste of Fire: Thoughts of Hatred
#22 of taste of fire just a little something to get inside the head of our main antagonist. hope it helps, my boredom contributed to it! _here i am, here i am at last._ _the world knows me well, yet they look to my surrogate without recognition.