Unbidden Memories
Yet memories of traipsing the wilds together pushed at the edges of his consciousness. harsh trials delving into ancient ruins, cold nights made warm again. it had been years and the memories, even unbidden, were the fondest zeks had.
Memories (NMA)
memory was a funny thing
Memories (NMA)
memory was a funny thing
Memorys of the Sword...
I walk in to are own arena its late the last clock i remember seeing said it was 5:02 i think, i saw it when i stormed out of our frinds ans threw a book and a person i had given our trust a person we had given our time only to find it was a waste..no...
Drunken memories
memories of the three-way flooded my head. i slipped my fingers in the waistband of the briefs and slowly pulled down. donny's dick sprang forward after being released, hitting me in the muzzle.
Karashi's memory.
The man in her memories knelt down, and pressed his nose against hers, and stared into her eyes knowingly, as if he knew she was witnessing a memory and not actually there. "you will remember in time, sweet sister. be calm, and patient."
Drunken Memories
He stood there, on the wet street, tottering around due to the amount of alcohol he drank. Moving left and right, he almost fell on the hard concrete but managed to grab a nearby lightpost to keep his balance. He was furious at the old wolf. „Old sack...
The precious memorys'.
> no, time has shown a tender mercy > for i still have my precious memory.
Of Memories and of Guilt
Old memories and past times bubbled up through ephemeral rest like benign specters on a foggy night, but it didn't stop the worries and troubles that plagued him.
Memories of the past
Drake leaves the room and heads towards the bedroom. The door snaps in. I open my old laptop and boot it up. I really wonder if anyone answered me. Well... surely some answered... Asking tons of questions I can not answer. I start the email...
Ch2 Memory
"Ahh, damn... My muzzle." Koyu sighed, picking himself and rubbing his paw against it. Gathering his bearings, he padded out of the bedroom, stopping just past the door frame, as he saw the seemingly unconscious lupine on the couch. "Hmm... I was kinda...
Memories in the Sand
memories in the sand the sands crested red stone cliffs whirling below the bluffs and into a valley of tomb housing carved into their faces by a people forgotten to history.