The Voice
Okay, so the voice had brought her to the home of one of her lowest-level employees. now what? _come on, voice, tell me something_. _~take off your shirt and get down on your knees,~_ the voice said. "_what?
Voices
:d the voices in my head belong to all my friends, a viking here, an officer there egos all around. refreshed anew by this lead, a soldier bellows 'this is the end!' as i pull out my hair, and roll onto the ground.
The Voice
Huma said while rubbing him temples from the booming voice in his head. "get up now! the back door, to your left. go out of it now!" the voice boomed again "quit yelling and why?" huma said. his head throbbing from the voice.
Well After All
The deep voice laughs a familiar laugh. the dragon smiles "by god! reichen is that really you?!" the deep voice chuckles once again "who else would it be? unless you have another best friend." this time the voice was teasing and playful. "ethel!
The Voice Within: Vying for Control
#2 of the voice within i could not rid my mind of this voice that lusted for control. it haunted my very being, longing for a so called 'life' that it would do anything to get it, even if it had to kill me to get it. _"you are weak.
Kingdom Hearts: The new holder of the Keyblade
voice: call my name tsume: huh? who said that? voice: call my name and i'll protect you tsume: who are you? tell me where are you?
There's a Place in the Great Pack for You
They were what got me involved in the voice of dog, which is now not just my job but my vocation. the first of these did so from flat nothing.
Red Viscous On Black Fur
They said they only wanted "visual visceral voice" poems, and wanted "no inspirational, no philosophical musings". well, that bothered me, cause i tend to skew inspirational in my poems when i'm not portraying something visual.
Epoch of the Rune Part 1
The only one who had even not feared her voice was her mother, she remembered her velvety fur as she would tell the story of how the gods had given her that voice for a reason. but even she was torn from jabyses for fear of her.
waking dreams (poem)
More voices.. you scream for them to stop, just laughing at your weak state, get up and run, run fast, towards the setting sun you go, faster and faster.. only to trip and fall.
The Homecoming of Daniel Usherswell
#51 of poetry written for the voice of dog's pride month, and because khakidoggy wanted to try a reading of something with this meter.
Elder Scrolls Infinity
A voice resonated inside nakeem's head. unlike kala's impossibly sexy real voice, this voice was simple, sweet, normal. it was like talking to an old friend. it made nakeem's realization much less embarrassing.