Seeing Stripes: My Turn Next
"i'm going to cum if you keep this up," the bear husked. the tiger chuckled. "sorry, just curious. you're pretty big, i'm a little jealous," the tiger complemented.
Like Glass
As the creative wick on this particular husk grows shorter, i couldn't agree more. _like glass__2009 by eldyran_ alex was smooth and delicate. like glass. everyone, himself included, accept this.
The Fracture
Deformed and twisted were the features of the servant, eyes a soulless, pupiless, cloudy grey, and almost no actual muscle, just a skeletal husk of it's former self.
Wondering winds
I didn't see any plasma hypos on them, seemed only as they used their news augs for personal upgrades, not shooting out crystal husks of chimera.
Spot Poem
As i walk the westfield strip to "set adrift on memory bliss" this imagination does kiss all the wonder there is to reminisce all the perfect moments never occurred through the lopsided world of furs, where luminous beings husk and murmur behind curled
The Cadmean Vixen
But i think we could work something out..." the vulpine female under him husked before beginning to writhe under him.
Super mini story#2
Now the flame was a dull blue, a husk of the former flame which shone proudly to anyone who saw it. "yeah i-i'm fine." at that moment i wished he would question me, ask if that really was true. that i really was fine.
The Forever War, Chapter One part iii
Ace pushed on through the hot air of the burning trenches, avoiding the burnt husks of furs where he could see them. there were dozens of them.
What Data Never Tells You
Shedinja's research was quickly dropped, for every test subject sent in to see if it was capable of mating were left soulless husks for mistakably looking into the hole in the back of its shell in the middle of coitus.
Poem #38: Perception
Reason_ takes my throat and _hope_ silences me _confusion_ now turns ties and bounds me throws me in a box lock with key and toss lost to _memory_ no _emotions_ left no _senses_ left no _physical_ action left i lie a _life_less husk
'Anubis'
Then come fulfil thy pact; take from me this worn-out heart, and distil down from the loveless husk timeless sands, to lie safe in your canopic jar.
Taste of Fire: Thoughts of Hatred
They are trapped in their ignorant husks, stealing breath for too long. they are greedy parasites._ _goodness is their defense. they seek kindness in the cold, dead heart that i command. the lashings of millennia scar the face of this world.