Cooperative Management (9/10)
#9 of cooperative management the ballad of lazarus simms concluded, and a fond farewell for dobrica and calvech. if you like what i do here please consider supporting me on the patreon!
*Rewrite* The Extraordinary Casebook of Dr. Exeter; Chapters 1 and 2
I turned to page 773 and suggested that he set _the_ _"ballad of silverspear the flaming"_ to music.
Endurance training
Though elargar believed such superstition to be ballad material only, certain impressionable drakes still believed the magic channeled into such weapons to not only preserve its full strength, but be amplified a hundred fold by them.
Sit Back and Relax
I gave his belly another squeeze and his reaction was... it's like at the beginning of a song and the guitarist plays like one note that sounds so goddamn sad and from there on you're like "oh, power ballad time, better get to the bathroom," except this was
"The Thin Line," Part V
It's a good, rousing tale, and its length depends on how many battles and frustrated searches the balladeer wants to throw in.
Breeder City Ep.4
"hey, lynn is pretty damn good." motioning to the green haired lioness on stage, now singing a slower ballad, the guitar whining as it's owner held down the strings.
Leather Ballad: Movie Date
#1 of leather ballad so earlier this month i commissioned terramg for a story featuring two character concepts that i had in mind.
Island of yesterday
The ballad of her people. the promise of safety and the threat of retribution. she bestowed upon him a decision to be made. be hers or die! follow and share his life with her or stay there and sleep forever more.
The Cats Bride
The speaker's voice ended up hurting worse than the ballad, but it grew closer while they dashed around curtains.
Endurance Training(Slit day 2021 story)
Though elargar believed such superstition to be ballad material only, certain impressionable drakes still believed the magic channeled into such weapons to not only preserve its full strength, but be amplified a hundred fold by them.
The Bombardiers
We walked back into our cabin, letting the quiet of the woods settle back down like a fresh layer of snow, the birds carrying on their morning ballads.
Cold Scent
I wasn't looking forward to work, and i couldn't read the passing lines of scent, the sonnets, the limericks, the ballads and the half-rhymes. on the way i passed a young woman with her child in a pushchair and their doggy, a terrier, on a lead.