Call of the Night
She called, feeling conspicuous as she did so. if someone had been screaming and stopped now, that couldn't be good. but at the same time, what if they weren't being attacked, just hurt? "hello!?" she called again.
Calling (Poem)
They are calling me to a place i have been trying to find, some place far away in the wild, where you can finally be free. a forest shadowed by a mountain is the place you are meant to be. i raised you, a wolf, all by myself.
Call of Duty
This so-called 'mountain beast' was no ordinary dark monster, of which there were many in the unclaimed northlands. and the more she thought about it, the more she realized she was woefully under-prepared for this battle.
Calling The Bluff
Not wanting to believe that he had actually called me calling his bluff, i drop the controller and turn back around. the sight that befalls me is one i know i will never forget.
Thanks for Calling
He was not aware the real jackalope was lithe and sort of girly, often a sub on these sort of calls, but that didn't matter now. all that mattered was the weight growing on his crotch as he began to grow aroused at the sight.
Darkness Calls
Standing at the edge Staring into the abyss I hear the voices behind me Hear the words Tormenting me Teasing me Destroying me My self-worth lies in ruins My life fails I feel the oppression closing in Suffocating me Squeezing out...
last call
Last call by skoll fenrirson dim light, i sit in my living room on a recliner that like every thing else in this place has seen better days, dim light shining through the part in my curtains giving the whisky bottle in front of me a warm over inviting
last call
Last call by skoll fenrirson dim light, i sit in my living room on a recliner that like every thing else in this place has seen better days, dim light shining through the part in my curtains giving the whisky bottle in front of me a warm over inviting
The Night Calls
_ _why does the night call to me so?_ _why does the mysteries night call me in such a sweet voice?_ _closing my eyes i hug myself,_ _hugging myself i understand,_ _why does the night call to me?
Port of Call
#3 of bar scene the nagas finds a new port to call their own, luckily it happens to be spring break! commissioned by panzermaus this will be the last story for 2013, hope you enjoy!
Earth Calls
Affectionate name for the italian peninsula. 14) medieval rome was divided in neighbourhoods called rioni.
Freedom's Call
Reios cowered as they started kicking him, but they only managed to get a few good blows in before the scientists that were experimenting with him ran up and called off the guards. "get off of him!" the scientist with the gloves shouted. "yeah!