Chapter 12: Under Her Skin
Now after weeks of toil, zeinara was here. the gates to the bridge stood before her, flanked by the press of trees. the bridge's golden light reached up and up, a glowing overpass that stretched across the heavens and beyond the stars.
Que faire maintenant ?
En se relevant un peu, il décide d'aller jeter un coup d'il à sa toile. mais il ne la trouve pas. un peu étonné, il fouille rapidement la pièce. elle n'est pas là.
So Good At It
A woman of few words and even fewer worries, she toiled away her day by reading books and writing her own. she never told me what was in it or why she wrote, only that she did and that one day i'd get why.
Boil
#2 of fursona short-stories a bit of a follow-up to toil. wisps flew around his head but he didn't seem to notice them. small balls of great power, some blood red, others blobs of fire that looked akin to tiny suns.
Nocturne: Introduction
Here the prey and predator are alike, in sharing toil and shedding hair. the work is hard and makes them brittle; liable to snap - in heat, in anger and denial that this is where they're at. to let off steam they follow an ever baser trend.
Yet unnamed story
Ra'aleh returned to her toils. an old iron pickaxe, her tool of choice for breaking through stone in search of ore. they had, as a clan, very nearly cleaned the mine out. she was lucky to even find so much as a vein of copper.
LLST #10 ~ In Dreams
Sab is mine fioans & lost legends setting are (c) elray (c)~nivulus 2021 toiling away in the low light of a single lamp, sab pinched dried plants and powders from the small glass jars dotting the table.
A disquisition on copulation
"...blood for the blood god, sugar and spice and everything nice, bubble bubble toil and trouble... blah blah blah and done!"
A Dezolaat History
We suffer ant toil at the sufferance of dark powers who now rule with an iron fist. just what crime against the universe did we commit? how can we make penance and thus redeem ourselves?
Expanding Hells Inventory - Chapter 1
His ghouls toiled away on land much larger and more plentiful than his own, as to be expected for a demon higher on hell's status ladder. a pure-bred.
The Sky Felt Red The Day He Left
After what he went through now this place isn't like the one he knew it felt far too empty it was all he could see felt like this was all he could be of course he'd accepted this gladly the water foul, the fowl all spoiled he turned around and then he toiled
Heritage of Ash Chapter 6: Conspiring Minds
The smith, having not slept in two days or nights, toiled away at his task as he did what he could to prepare his people, his assistants and apprentices all lending what aid they could.