Pads over Slickrock
"there aren't many of us that cycle in the group that came here from cedar city. so all along really i have been wondering where you live." ren said "and how do you know that i dont just cycle with others?" kent asked slyly.
Breaking the Cycle (Re uploaded)
To my former self It seems like we met again All those times you were with me Was just a living hell I thought everything would be alright Once you were by my side Five seconds in And everything fades to black I don't even remember who I...
Some words based on my story
#1 of the legacy cycle here are some words and what they mean in ym story. this isn't all of them, just just i think will pop up. i may add more as i go along: cor: leading force in the world.
The Cycle
Https://www.sofurry.com/view/898925 **cycle** puffing smoky breath like a decrepit steam engine, the black-furred wolf stomped dispassionately, closing his arms tightly around his broad chest.
The Cycles
#1 of the cycles i know i know, i haven't posted anything in a while. thankfully i had a certain wolf inspire me to do a little number for him.
Cycles
Curiousity peaks a wandering mind, seeking what is worth its time Feel devotion flood the soul, capping over its line Rest thine eyes on passion's flame, kindling that which comes again Feel that flame ease the heart, breaking chains that tame ...
The Cycle
"i guess being in cycle is not so bad." -the end-
The Cycle
# the cycle someone was parked in the apartment's assigned parking spot when tricia came home. it wasn't her mother's car; her mother didn't own one, couldn't afford one.
Another Chance: Chapter 2
Another Chance Chapter 2 Garret threw up his arms to protect himself, unaware that the situation had changed entirely. He hid under his wet arms for several seconds. Nothing came and nothing would come. Slowly, he peaked out between his fingers...
Repaired
Many years we spent in sorrow Where we sat so small and humble Still we stand and stand tomorrow Many years we spent in sorrow Sincere love or lust to borrow? But we stood despite our stumble Many years we spent in sorrow Where we sat so small...
The Cycle of Sacrifice
It was a harsh day. The clouds raced across the crimson sky, casting fiery shadows about the jagged land. The craggy rocks reached up into the heavens as if clawing at the stars, desperate drag the twinkling dots down into the depressing, hellish...
Summer Cycle
Summer cycle let me tell you about me and mary, and how we spent the summer. it was supposed to be the adventure of a lifetime - an entire summer spent cycling from coast-to-coast. we were in love, or so we thought.