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.
siren's call
Family is very important what happens when it changes and you don't? Siren gave a groan of frustration as he flipped through the channels one after the other. "Every channel known to man and beast three channels known to angels and fifty known to...
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.
Roll Call
#1 of pet shop patrol roll call disclaimer: all persons, locations and situations depicted in this story are fictitious and copyrighted to michael t.
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
Nature's Call
It is up to the individual to decide how he will respond to his belly's call, for that is the way of nature, and that is how nature responds.
Call of the Ocean
He called. out came a jamaican looking man. "there are some who call me....tim." he said with a serious face. "oh nevermind, i just always wanted to say dat." he laughed with a heavy accent. just call me jolly mon.
The Call of the Sea
"the sea has been calling you..." she whispered, kissing me again. her deep green eyes held mine. "all this time...all this time, my love."
They call it the present
I remember riding the bus late one night from my job and the only other entity on the bus besides the driver, was a faded past. It smelled of stale piss and alcohol. It had glossed over marble eyes and red liver lips that mashed and salivated as it...
Last Call
The rhino was swelling. It started out slowly, almost like a feeling that he was getting a little bloated when he waddled drunkenly out of the club for the night. He had noticed that his final drink had tasted rather funny, but he paid it little mind...
Taking Calls
Like aven's philosophy, the less compatible calls came more frequently than ones who were compatible- compatible for entertainment and ratings, that is. the enjoyment being sucked out so early made for what he and jerry calls a dead night.