Power and Pride
It began in blood, under starlight, as only the tales of master poets or the heaviest wages of history could. it began in darkness, atop the wind-knifed high crest of the castle.
Chapter 3 - The Dosvakny'a
I only wonder if that comes from your circus of actors and poets, since they so clearly exist outside of our social hierarchy."
Cumming to College
Fortunately sam and danny were able to help translate some of the more confusing lines of poetry so mark could understand what the poet was saying better. mark became friends with them quickly. a few days later.
Expectations
"and such a poet," she said before reaching over the console and opening her black handbag. she pulled a clear bottle with a flip cap out and opened it with a snap. "what's that?"
Dancing on Broken Glass
I attempted to break the tension by asking, “anybody ever told ya you're quite the drunken poet?" he laughed out of the blue, and i started to as well. “seriously, forget the private eye business.
Because of a Kiss
Something about his touch, the poetry talk, and the smile on his face made the beaver shiver and she gulped anxiously as she felt the same sick feeling in her chest so many poets often wrote about, "th-thanks..."
Catchpule Station - The Tigress and the Wolf
He stood up gently, "i'm dallan the poet."
Zulu the otter
"how bought the one about the dead poets" "you mean dead poet society? sure and i think i can find it." "thanks" they sat there and watched the movie as zulu started to get tired being snuggled up in shawn's arms.
The Lepanto Institute
We'd laugh, as poets ever laugh, at this your waste of wit... (but don john of austria would say you ain't worth shit.)
The Love Song of a Warrior-Poet
It appears in the novella "tales of morveria: an unlikely savior", which can be found here, though do to graphic violence and similarly risque themes, it's adult rated. https://www.sofurry.com/view/1794955 the love song of a warrior-poet by mantrid
A Biography of a Human: Dominion
A poet retainer of titus, her work was in my hand and i was filled with cold fury reading aloud the praising sonnet to my inner circle.
No End, No Beginning
**special thanks:** this story is based on the song by the poets of the fall of the same title. if you haven't heard the song, i would highly recommend going to youtube and looking it up. or any of the poet's songs, for that matter.