Wishing Well
I remember that one late august night, watching the moths mob the lantern's amber light, the summer wind playing with the flame, your ebon hair, swaying, caressed your neck. i saw you swallow. i envied your spit.
Cold Blooded(prolouge)
Prologue early august, 2439, a cold siberian summer, low 20's, heavy north wind.korskova east passage, two barreling mountains north and south, after the worst possible solution for peace, i'm all thats left
Stars
_(august 10, 2018)_ i wake up abruptly to meet the sky at night; illuminated; glowing with stars so bright; it is these stars that represent my might; inversely - each one represents the extent of my plight.
My Unplanned Summer Vacation Ch 14
Enjoy~ august 13th: a husky situation yesterday was fun, i wish i could do that with sylvia, ashley and ashton and friends back home. that'll be fun, but i did enjoyed a lot of fun with my new friends i recently met.
Another Anniversary
." -- chucky mallon, august 12, 2010, eleanor tinsley park, on the hillside. i remember and i miss you. another anniversary, where i find myself alone... i think upon the memories we shared when we were one...
The Gamer's Crossing 8 - Fireworks and Fishing
Two lovers hugging each other against the light of the fireworks, the august breeze flowing in the window rustling her fur.
Prologue
**the beginning of the end** ** -prologue** ** ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ** _ (august 8th, 2012- 10:00 p.m)_ "mhmm...ngn..."
Ep1-Nathan's Story-The Tamers of shadow
The story begins on august 1st 2019, and ends around march of 2020. name: nathan "nate" nightwing age: 17 height: 5'7 appearance: black crow with blue eyes, with a skinny body type.
Making the Time: Sweet Love for Two Ladies (erotic eBook teaser)
This story is from a suggestion pool and will later be made available for public reading (publishing now as an ebook in august 2020). if you'd like to support, this story is available as an ebook via smashwords and commiss.io to purchase worldwide!
This is the Life ~Chapter 1
august 5, 1978, 6:30am beep, beep, beep. the alarm clocks buzzer went off as trowa strife wriggled beneath his covers to push the snooze, hoping to get a few minutes of sleep.
The Empty Plate
Originally written in 2017 and originally posted end of august 2021.
Heraclitan Bird-Songs
Edited on the 29th of august, 2021.