Learning to Fly
Muses can be fickle things, they leave in the middle of the night with no warning and then demand full attention when they choose to return. i was looking through my old writing pads and i found this. dedicated to jeff lynn and tom petty.
A Timely Benefactor - Roleplay Log
The pagan gods were notoriously fickle, and it seemed today they had dealt him an incredibly kind turn of fate.
Forward Into Midnight - III
Love can be a fickle creature, and you have to treat it like a delicate bird.
(ZOO) Spirit of the Outback
They say you're marked...you got – visited – but the spirit of the outback – it's a spirit creature from their mythology and legends...a fickle beast, it can either help a lost soul – or they'll never be seen again – they're saying...you've been marked by
A Dignified Embrace (Ilustrated Story!)
By all the gods, it felt so good, and it was just one fickle rub. "how close are you?" he asked, eager to release his pent-up seed. "use your nose, you dumb chicken. i already have one runt to tame." "nrraaaaah!"
Daydreams 03 - Pirate Booty
For hours it left them becalmed, watching the waves, glad at least that the fleets would be coming no closer while the fickle winds withheld their motive power.
Catnundrum. Chapter Six.
He was more fickle than a woman, simon just frowned at him. "and what's wrong with ball sniffing!" he said with a playful growl getting a laugh from the cat that only made the dog's tail wag some more. "you would like ball sniffing."
Changes
Humans were a fickle bunch like that, i thought to myself. my eyes were then drawn to a large metal sign that glistened, yet didn't blind when the sun hit it. on it were inscribed the initials "f.a.p.", and underneath, the explanation of the letters.
A Moment in the Shade
People's thoughts and hearts were fickle and ever changing. but, bodies? if you learned the way a particular person's body worked, it could more or less be guaranteed to continue working that way for a good number of years with only subtle variations.
One Of Those Days
fickle bastards. i blush brightly regardless, not because of their chant, but because i knew it was coming. the horse doesn't waste as much time as i had, he had me right where he wanted me.
Inspiring Her Ass
She knew well enough that the moods of the crowd were fickle, and that luck played a part in whether she went home swimming in singles or caressing the lovely little green notes of hundreds. she could swing her ass around all night long.
Lady of Luck
Peter made a rather lengthy prayer to his patron, the goddess of luck, as fickle as she seemed sometimes as he left for uni already dreading what would occur there.