Royal Prayers
I finished my prayers and curls up into a ball not too far from the friar, but with my back turned to him. as i laid there waiting for sleep to come over me, i reached into my robes and pulled out my necklace.
A prayer for Love
A poem and my prayer.
Don't Ask the Compass (Otherwise Untitled)
The more senior engineer was crouched down, prone with her stubby beak gently pressed against the elaborate weave of her prayer rug. the soft murmuring of prayers went on without interruption while peter slipped into the room to wait patiently.
What Does It Take for a Wish to Come True?
**The Story Never Told ... Until Now** **The Universe is Inexplicably Large, and No Matter How Improbable,** **There's Plenty of Space for Wishes and Dreams to Come True!** When first contact finally occurred, it didn't happen like the scholars,...
At Prayer
She bowed her head down, in silence, but not in prayer. she would not insult god so, with her worthless pleading. "why did bloody margo hand you over to the ardalian, to become one of its puppets?"
The Prayer
The prayer by: drackir + beefy the bull misecontest entry: be careful what you pray for...
The House on Rainbow Road - 12 - Mary
The two girls crouched down, curling up on the prayer cushion as they peaked out from under the pews. mary listened carefully as strange creatures ran up and down the hallways.
A Prayer to Martin the Warrior
This poem is simply a short prayer to martin the warrior asking him for help and guidance. redwall is © by brian jacques, all rights reserved.
A Dragon's Prayer
A dragon's prayer by doran eirok great mother, hear your child i call to you from near and far in all ages of my life and all parts of my being watch over your humble child in whatever skies life finds me.
The Hero of Iroas
I've said this prayer since i was a child; it is hard to add a new god to the practiced plea. i now pray to xenagos just to be safe, but i've yet to hear divine reply.
Hell's Prayers
|={\_}=| He'll break. The hen snorted. The words... Break. He'll break. Not her. He will. The stud. Synapses were firing again, but they felt different. A whole new set of goals, a whole new entity. She watched the stud pace, a few steps...
The Bird of Prayer
The prayer went on in a litany of self-recrimination, the wishes of hundreds of thousands of sinners for forgiveness from the heavens, and when they were over josem murmured the prayer again, tears soaking cheek feathers that were already matted and