Mendo Kills a Kitty (Working Title)
Under the weak pool of light from the room's only bulb hanging above the poker table, the huge tan boot sank back into the dark recesses of the stygian night.
Metal Pony Sex Dimension: Chapter IV
"we are children floating in stygian waters, waiting for the reaper to beckon us ashore."
Dying Soldiers
My heart beat was pained - every thump a rhythm of stygian torment, and every pulse of the organ making my brain throb inside. i hated the feeling, the sensation as much as any creature had right to.
Commission: Reed
If phoenix's fur was incandescent in the light, then reed's was downright stygian. free of the cumbersome robe he marveled at the softness of her fur, the tension in her muscles, the strength in her grip.
Canis Minor
Some swore it turned the dark of space to stygian scarlet, but that was nonsense.
Spirit Bound: Chapter Fifty
Hmm, not a cub of cerberus, an acheron bloodhound, or a stygian terrier. the stench of sulphur, alone, precluded the first and third species. they were, most likely, a simple infernal hellhound, the most common and least dangerous type.
Related by Blood, Tempted by Flesh
Small bits of flesh still clung to the skeletal canine; black eyes hung in the white, empty sockets like two floating orbs of pure stygian night.
The legend of a warrior; Chapter 75 - The Gates of Hell
Your punishment in the stygian fields is severe, but it was earned during your lives.
The Mauslin; Chapter 2
A crystal of stygian black, dotted with twinkling stars (ᚾ). ‘the three great primordial gods.’ faylo was quickly getting overwhelmed! his tailed curled, his ears flicked, and his nose wiggled. ‘i don’t understand!’ he squeaked. ‘you’re scaring me!’
Shadowed Consequences
"not bad really," he mused to himself, running his claws along his stygian fur, tracing the line where black became metallic maroon. "vulpines have a certain grace to them, what do i think?" he addressed the question to the ferret standing behind him.
Dogs of War - Tear-Filled Mask
. ~~~\*~~~ he awoke with a splitting headache, a stygian combination of hangover and post-concussion, surrounded by the familliar trappings of his own chambers, he looked around in confusion for a moment and found first asleep in his bed beside him
Serving the Herd
# serving the herd commission for modmyths by stygian solstice (solstice-sings.livejournal.com - solsticefox on furbid) _feel free to share, distribute and promote this if you like it, but please do not alter it in any way._ ------------------