The Ballad Of Drunken Santa
The ballad of drunken santa (12/25/2018) late at night one christmas eve, i brush the dust off of my sleeve, button up the navy blues, a uniform worn by the few, holster gun and grab my keys, step into the frigid breeze, driving in
Sons of winter chapter 5: Sharphorn
Nyrisa ignored them this time around, enraptured with the ballad. once a forward outpost for the icehowlers, lothering had grown into a small village over the past decade, courtesy of its position in a dry, lifeless gorge.
Day 12 - Rimming
Unabashedly my lover belted out a power ballad. "just a city boy born and raised in south detroit." he roared and as i got closer i could hear the song he was singing along to.
The Big Time
It was a personal piece that the three of them had come up with; a ballad called chicago state of mind. this time pink put himself near the guitarist, making sure to throw his arm over her and bring her in for the emotional number.
Silent Spirits
An unsung ballad waits within, the smokey clouds of sand. for as long as judging hearts, refuse to understand.
Song of the Sauna & Epitaph for Innocence
A ballad set in a saucy sauna, and an emotional epitaph written for innocence. ### preamble an epitaph is a short piece of writing that honours the deceased, sometimes inscribed on the tombstone.
The Art of Self-Seduction
With quill's zune playing music through the milano's interior, hooked up to its main speaker system and thus allowing the deep, bassy tones of a slow and sultry love ballad to echo all around rocket's bedroom, he shifted from foot to foot before his mirror
Tune of the Toy
We're back to the ballad, folks! another beary knotty one for you. ### tune of the toy a burly bear with jawbone square, a secret aching itch, he'd hid so long his fairy flair— his need to take, not pitch!
How I Came to Love My Best Friend: Chapter 1
I felt like being a bit of a tease and starting off with a ballad and then progressing to my rock, just to trip him up.
Quick Bites: Invitation Back Stage
The combination of the pred-eat-pred lyrics of "apex" and the fact that a number of the audience's preds had been having some extra drinks during the slower-tempo ballads turned the moshing up to eleven.
The Tower
It was a ballad he knew all too well. he'd seen it hundreds of times. although he dreaded the ending every time. another day gone. cold and alone. abandoned. then came the longing again. the same cycle over and over again.
The Great Orchestra
You, who whispers to me when i slumber, who announces the day with brightened hymns, punctuates my moments with battle cries and balladeers-- you, the saviour of my aural soul, lay your tattered cloak upon me; protect me from the perils of quiet.