Nature Daughter's Lament- WoW Fan Poetry
She thinks of all she's left behind. then, her hand brushes her blade's hilt. she chose this, to be nature's daughter. o destiny's cruel twist! she's so lonely, alone.
Lost Silhouettes
What will become of the ones left behind; those still residing on the fringe of time? what is to become of those undesired?
Tears of the Oryx
He is the pain i have conquered and them hatred i have left behind. he is the silence i wish i had when people ignored what i had to say. he is the hatred and loathing that burned through my veins at all the injustice in my life.
Ovoid: Notes from the Jaiyan Scroll III
He asked as the phosphorescent steps he had left behind began to turn red and emit a pulsing high pitched frequency.
Surprise, Surprise.
Losing myself in the pleasure of both myself and his obvious ecstasy, i savored the moment when he pushed hard against me, swelling my belly with cum i left behind. another loving and hard kiss, and i was pregnant.
Violet (Your Lancer Interlude 3)
I still feel the warmth you left behind. even if i cry now, when i see you beaming again, i'll know i made one good choice in my life.
The Crunch of Snow
behind and all the other footprints the snows accrued it's hard to put into words why i get so excited and jubilant about the snow and it's crunch i just love it, i love it a bunch there's just something so magical about the snow and this time
Breaking her bondage
I roll away from her, letting her possessive arm and leg now rest in the indent in the mattress my body had left behind. she looks like a ravaged beauty. her long hair is splayed about. brown fur matted from sweat.
Transgressions
There is no end of struggles and happiness and falls are a common place where my ancestors have gotten up and kept going if only to hit another wall that i am now climbing up and up towards the sky until i can finally see over the land that my ancestors have left
Loil P.I.
Rough draft (murderer series) (work in progress) broken down to a frown , i see myself as such a clown all around is a sound familiar to times i left behind taking my
Shadow Falling
Twigs and rocks threaten to trip him repeatedly, trying to get away from the mongrels he had left behind. they didn't know the forest as well as he, however they were not bleeding to death either.
Patreon Story - That Which Lurks Below
The thing left behind a greenish-brown smear where ever it touched, and exposed it's wrinkled, craggy skin, devoid of scales. not a snake, no, but whatever it was... i'd stared too long. ...