With the turning of the years
With the turning of the years men and women seek their fears lightning scarce, will weed them out, those who always tend to doubt- when the blackbird strikes the land. flying creatures, big and small, darkness! darkness! hear the call.
Year's end
As the year ends, so will this world.
A new year
The story starts off at home... "Well i guess i'll see you guys around, huh?", "No, you probably won't". "yeh"... The drive was long and boreing seeing as i had nothing to do but wonder how its like in the new town. I started...
The Barren Years
"three years isn't that long. we have plenty of food." ian kicked a pile of pelts. "and we sure won't freeze." "did you ever think that someone might envy our comfort?
A New Year
But during the last half of the year, the dorm building caught on fire. no one was hurt but the building had to be completely rebuilt and wouldn't be finished until next year.
Years Of Distance
#1 of poetry ~years of distance~ when you left me, i cut open my chest and extracted my heart. i began cutting it loose from all the wiring. then dizzy from shock i walked to the twisted tree and folded to my knees.
The Year of the Dragon
Another year of submission, another year of torment ahead. he was naïve to believe it could have been anything else. but a life built on slavery was no life at all and a life without kaarme was one built on torture.
Eighteen Years
A well-furnished prison at that, but still a prison for eighteen years. like rapunzel's tower in a fucked-up fairy tale. once upon a time, a successful dalmatian married a beautiful dalmatian. she loved him very much and he did too.
Match of the Year
Once a year, the cameras go off and the live audience is treated to a very special wrestling match, featuring the lucky or unlucky winner of a one-in-a-million draw.
The Yearly Offering
This year had been especially harsh. kedo, who was still a youngster, had lived in the colony for all of his years, and had never before seen a year like it.
The First Year
#25 of dragon hunter saga i step out of the hunter 'house' with an apple in my hand early in the morning, a year after our arrival at hope point. {it was a busy year}, i reflect internally.
Light Years
I stare at the ceiling, sagging into the chair and gathering every ounce of my energy. My break ends any time now, and I have to go do my job. I'm not dancing tonight, thankfully--I don't know if I could do that in the state I'm in. I still have to...