Pale as Scars
Tristan stared at his scarred forearms. His eyes traced the lines of glass cuts, chaotically arranged, pausing to linger on the methodically arranged rectangular burns. The last of the scabs had finally come off, and he was left with the reality that...
Ranna - Breaking Ground
His reddened manhood stood straight up, itself an enticing prospect, but she looked further, lowering a hand to cup it beneath his pale, fuzzy scrotum.
A Pale Flame Flickers
The vixen began to hum, and the two sang together in unison: sleep now, little one, in the darkness of night but don't you be afraid, for tomorrow's not far bask in the pale flame, in its
DISTANT TOWNS (for Pale Blue Knot)
Distant towns (for pale blue knot) "sir, where are we going?"
Everything or Nothing Chapter 16- Pale
The grid coverd shape started to shimer with green energy, like a giant pale firefly.
Pale & Breathless
Zylen andel, kritanta, and the story are © to me, zylen andel apollo musea is © to apollojay89 (over on fa) **pale & breathless** ** ** **written by: zylen andel** the night was still, with a chilling breeze being the only sound the lovers
Under Pale Moonlight
Tanza whistled to himself as he bustled around the kitchen, grabbing mixing bowls and the ingredients he’d need from their hiding spot. Today was the day his sister, Opal, would come home from her therapy schooling, and Tanza wanted to surprise her...
Beyond The Pale (M/M)
Beyond the pale by h. a. kirsch copyright 2008. note: i am a native speaker of english. however, the narrator is not. warning: this story contains gay sex. surprise! -- when i was eleven years old, i became very ill.
Pale Blue Dot - Blurb
"pale blue dot" is a collection of six short stories that introduce the five main characters of "i," a long dystopian sci-fi novel featuring anthropomorphic characters.
The Pale Gardener (Poem)
Fall swift like rain and land upon his patch; trees halt your speed with leaves and break your fall first sight, the truth is almost hard to latch the gardener so pale and blue guides all death is no enemy to you or me, he wants not fear but for you to reflect
In the Pale Moonlight
Out of the pale moonlight. though, every few steps, one of them would step into it. by accident. or not. illuminated with an ethereal, milky-white glow. but the moon was only a sliver, a crescent.
Pale She
Should pale she not wake, venerate her mute demise. cut her down, cord her. a new life in fire, for pale she gives heat in death. let this be her spring.