Eldorin's Lament: Chronicles of Seraphina, the Arbiter - Prequel -
Their conflict, between swift hooves and the shadow fangs, unfolded in the forest like a tragic symphony. it's notes an abhorrent twisting of the gift they had both been granted. it was animosity, betrayal, and sorrow for both tribes.
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Sometimes the things that happen in them are tragic enough for that. and of course i heard you when you called out for me, how could i not? after all, i'm always watching you aren't i? don't think me some kind of creep though.
Clueless Season 2: Homecoming Out Part 5
The biggest #pettyhighschooldrama thing happened at lunch Wednesday. It all started when I was walking over from the lunch line with Scott and Marty, trying my best to contribute to their indubitably highbrow conversation on whether tittie fucking...
Bardic Scales 2
Her heart thumps harder, imagining his beautiful voice making a lovely ode to her suffering, turning her into a tragic hero. with a sigh, she spins him her tale. "i have always been alone.
White weasel
"how tragic. you have proof?" the bag landed with a damp thud on the stones. "and that sword?", the white-furred ferret asked. "it looked nice. valuable. no family crest." "indeed... "please, brother. rest.
A Second Chance
It was a perfect shot, the unsuspecting deer grazed on shrubs, plucking the leaves and chewing them, oblivious and unaware of its existence was about to tragically end...
Jo'akora The Dragonmage
Jo'akora had a tragic history, with his family being killed at a young age. he and his twin ma'jyrr were accepted into the renrijra krin.
Saved
Sorrow swelled within her as she remembered the tragic even. she turned away from the window, trying to push away the pain as she moved toward the fire. her son was next to the flames, basking in its warmth as he slept.
I'll Give You A Hand - Chapter 1
"here i go dad, your tragic failure is leaving forever!" i walked over to my car and got in. i stared the engine and drove off. i looked in my rear view mirror and saw my dad with his head down. what was he going to say to me?
War Requiem - Introit
My father - my heroic, tragic, wonderful father - had a special place in his heart for me. as extremely as my mother hated and dehumanized me, my father loved and protected me and my dignity.
Letters
And make it seem as though it were a tragic 'disappearance.' that shall benefit me twice over. by order of the one true divine, this shall be done.
H&DP: Junkfood Dog
Challenger trickled near freezing water, casting rippling reflections of mercury vapor light on the fender of the totaled thunderbird resting on top of it, a gentle flicker of lightning lit the heavy downpour and let down a gentle rumble of thunder over the tragic