The hill
lost. memories fade with age, leaving your years unremembered, as unremarkable as all the rest; until you're left with an ache in your chest, an ache that won't go away, no matter how hard you try to forget it.
Erika Whitehoof - Chapter 10
Hearing grisha's words was bringing back some of her lost memories, enough for erika's to feel the shame at having lost her self control again.
Memories Unlived (Part 1/2)
The thought of peacefully regaining his lost memories seemed to be nothing more than an impossible dream. "ah! this is great!" lucario's voice barely managed to ring out over the sound of splashing water.
Secrets revealed...(1)
--- i watched draven go, wondering how much of his memories he had lost, memories about who he really was, what he was. or me for that matter. "oh draven...i can't let you go. not yet.
Chapter 2
"ok, so if you bumped your head and and lost memories, and based on what nes told me you don't remember a lot from before waking up in the middle of nowhere." looking to nes, she held the same kind of mask aria held. fuck...
Demented Obsession
It built a bridge between any synapses of lost memories, and all memories would be remembered permanently. it is a remarkable idea and ingenious piece of work.
As the Sun Rises
You still had the scars to remind you, ahh good times and now those times were just long lost memories. he bare your teeth and clamber up onto your feet. the fox's ears go flat against his head and he takes a step back.
Embertooth - Epilogue
The demanding roar of his father, nothing but a broken mirror in the gallery of lost memories. there was a terrible smile, somewhere; but that, too, had been forgotten.
Return to Vassalized Earth: To the East
Leon’s mouth opened wide with surprise as he spun the lion around in his hands, examining every facet of it like a long lost memory. part of him thought if his eyes were playing tricks on him. “this...was mine...”
In The Dungeons
Have you ever, and i mean ever, lost memory?" "yes." replied kyle. the vibrator clicked on once more, and just as it shut off, he was so close to coming his cock pulsed like he was going to, but only a few drops of pre dripped from his meat.
The Gentle Gods Blessing
He said, and isgerd committed that name to memory, erud a name she didn't recognize, but at the same time, she did; like it was a long, long lost memory, locked away somewhere in her mind waiting for a key stowed in a far off place to one day unlock it.
Vignette: Your Unfriendly Neighborhood Ghost Goat
Memories of a past life regained were often lost; memories of his new life were fleeting; even his basic working memory was garbage. michael--or whatever he was--was consumed by a need to move on from this pathetic course.