Echoes of the Deep
#16 of poetry as seen in my writer's blog: http://sirenscoast.wordpress.com/2013/06/11/echoes-of-the-deep/ we met one summer's eve a time before i learned to grieve you had taken to the shore your ship, the maiden, had just been moored i recall
Claude and Earl Part 1
My second rotation is a bit quiet and i end up taking dr moore in the sleeping room of the resident lounge for internal medicine. ed moore is a big english shire stallion. he was hot for jeb and he mistook me for him at first.
How I Became the Bitch of a Gallic God
How was it fair that i had to die out on this cold strange moor to a breast torn from some nightmare? anger and fear of imminent death is a very powerful combination as one thing resonated though my mind. i would not die on this strange moor tonight.
A Home Away From Home - Chapter 1: Alone In a Sea of People
Mark moore, aka thalyn chatnoir, the resident gothkat (tm) of the fandom, back with my first cohesive work of fiction in a long time.
A Silent Soul- Chapter 19
moore, it's considered polite that once you find your seat to not move around and disturb others too much." she scolded both of us.
A Fire in the Sky, Chapter III
"we're pinned down by covi sniper fire and sergeant moore got wasted, over." _"well, get the hell outta there! you have permission to move the column."_ "load up, and make it quick! let's move!"
Through the Cracks - Had the Chance Been With Us that Has Not Been
"carl hendricks and flynn moore," the camera cuts back to the cat, clearly gearing up for that twenty minute lecture, "are two survivors of the meseta county black hole incident.
Deep Sea Dicking
He starts walking down the dock as the ship is moored and both hatches and the topside bay open up to allow both crew and cargo to disembark.
Teenage Troubles: Chapter 2
Max muttered, already walking out of the front doors because he knew where moors grove was. he hoped that the rabbit wouldn't be afraid of the random fox showing up on his door step.thanks for reading!story and characters © kalebthecat
The Stonehouse Mysteries 1.3 - The Malicious Masquerade
I looked back over the moors, although the view did not improve things at all. the beaters seemed to be heading out again and i raised my gun in anticipation. at that moment i heard del yell out my name, so i turned to look.
Musa Ninki Nanka - Ch.3
She also knew many african nations had swaths of white slaves for years, especially the moors. but slavery in these countries was not the same as in the english colonies.
First Encounter, Final Search
Otter (c) donald moore gareth spotfur (c) karl wallace