The Dragon and The Bard
There did exist quite a few homoerotic poems and sonnets out there but this was the only one in varil’s knowledge about such a relationship between a human man and a male feral.
THE HUNT: Day Two
His tone wicked and cocky as he chirps these words to me like a sonnet sung for a lover.
SHK 16: Journey to Mauville
Not long after they left, t he guards caught a glimpse of a sonnet-wearing stumbling figure, too small to be human. normally, this wouldn't trigger any reaction by the campers, but for some reason, even they were curious.
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 13
All of them beautiful notes on the sonnet of his life. each of them grand, cherished, and leaving their impression for all time. the thoughts swirled between his horns, drifting ever higher into the sky.
City of Light Chapter 10: Desperate Gamble
She held her arms out wide, “whole darn sonnet!" “all i need you to do is get my pack of things....maybe my armor....or my weapons.." she rattled off, holding up her fingers.
The Grieving Process
They finished up the night with beers on the porch, watching lightning bugs dance in the darkness to the tune of feral owls hooting nocturnal sonnets.
My dad and my stalker are dating...
He spent half the night almost screaming impromptu sonnets at the window, thinking himself the ultimate stealth bat, as if he was actually hidden in the shadows or anything. pathetic, utterly pathetic... but he was certainly poetic, that had to be said.
Flowers of the Lily Nymph
And just like any poetry, it can be a beautiful sonnet, a bawdy limerick, or discordant trash. within the ranks of the fey is the lily nymph.
Regarding Mind Games, Or How I Lost It To A Reckloose Voodoo Queen
Joel's sonnets, a screaming-hot despair for the work of too much size inside him, pounded in our ears and brains. we fucked each other harder.
Discrete Details: Part 6
He hated to have left patrick like that... but he didn't know how to handle his foolish friend popping off with sonnets of love and threats of jealousy, especially after
Darkened Skies: Chapter 8: Roselake
Maybe even a sonnet." “probably a whole damn play if you got your way." “oh, there would be several plays my dearest paladin, not simply _one_ to contain my magnificence." the dragon waved his claw with a sigh.
Blue
I heard him in the song of the court musicians and felt him in the rhythm of poetry, of a sonnet heard recited to a lover on a walk through the gardens. perhaps father eventually forgave me.