The Start of Something New - Chapter 2: The Train (Edit ~ still draft)
As they say, there's always a light at the end of the tunnel, and my light, my beacon of hope, is the girl sitting next to me. vix.
The Start of Something New - Chapter 2: The Train (Edit ~ still draft)
As they say, there's always a light at the end of the tunnel, and my light, my beacon of hope, is the girl sitting next to me. vix.
The Start of Something New - Chapter 2: The Train (Edit ~ still draft)
As they say, there's always a light at the end of the tunnel, and my light, my beacon of hope, is the girl sitting next to me. vix.
Down to earth
I was being transported, my gondola wheeling down a large tunnel, light at the end of the tunnel promising the outside world, i was naturally somewhat embarrassed, and nervous. despite being stretched and inflated, i hoped no one recognized me.
Murderer #3
All i can promise is light at the end of the tunnel. also, i just don't do proper khajiit-speak. i can't parse all those "this one" things.
Beatrice Santello Part 2 - #9
The group sees light at the end of the tunnel. literally and figuratively. a long one to make up for the short one. i could have split it in two, but believe it or not i'm only just starting the real story here! image by rudragon.
Passionate Express.
Jonah rests on his shoulder, both seeing light at the end of the tunnel. they look at each other with fond gazes before smiling, saying the following: "i love you." * * * and with that ends today's 13 smut quickie marathon.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 14)
The light at the end of the tunnel." hafsa says nothing. despite the giant ball of anxiety festering in her stomach, she knows that his words are true. she can only hang her head in shame.
Chase Visits the City
Eventually seeing the light at the end of the tunnel as the blue ring around the shaft was on the inside as well. knowing your journey was almost at an end as your body passed the blue ring, the knot and then finally arrived at its destination.
(Chapter Two) The Fallen Find a Favorite
There was no light at the end of the tunnel. there wasn't even a tunnel. no angelic chorus no...no.......no judgment. i wasn't a saint but did my fair share of good deeds damn it! roland, i don't think i'm dead."
A series of unaware micro events
The headlights burning brightly towards the light at the end of the tunnel before omnisciently darken to almost pitch darkness.
Chapter Thirteen
I did not see a light at the end of the tunnel; i did not have a bright future ahead of me. that was when the thought of suicide entered my mind. i would rather die than live with them. when everyone was gone, that was when i was going to do it.