Without a Paddle
Aria gasped, running along the river bank. she could still see him, though his blue pattern fatigues blended well in the gray rock and white, frothy water of the river. the water was carrying him at almost a faster pace than she could run.
A short poem
I have not experienced this specifically but, something like it, a less dire version of such a thing. I was on the verge, an edge of no return, I wrote this solely to help, because I have been in the same place as both characters in this...
A Dragon's Pride
She submerged slowly enough to check the bottom of the river, but with enough confidence to ignore the nippy start. it was over in a moment. the shock turned into bliss as her fur and skin felt the gentle current slither around.
Acheoleous -- The Fallen River God
_three days away from the river is taking its toll._ "she's my right to claim as river god. you have no reason to interfere." he lashed his taurine tail against his thighs, cracking it like a whip.
City of River and Rail
Empty river: a western chapter 1: city of river and rail clinton could smell the day’s work on himself, and the day’s work on his lover. moving cargo from steamboats to trains was sweaty work. he couldn't help himself when what happened happened.
Spreading a Little Cheer
All in all, it started off as a typically quiet afternoon. The relative silence within the apartment was soon interrupted by three solid raps along the front door. Stirring slowly from his unexpected slumber, Miles placed his book on the table. His...
River's Sweater
The shopkeeper accepted river's cash and the pair shared a wave as he lumbered for the exit.
The hunter becomes the hunted (part 7)
Cory woke a few minuets into the flight, me and linda would never leave each others sights, deon's body was found at the mouth of a river a week later, half eaten by a bear.
The Flames
_damn it, i should have just stayed put back at the river. what the hell was i thinking, going off all on my own?
The River Moss
The sun had barely risen above the horizon, so it was too early for any other beast to be at the river. it was the middle of summer, and already the day was hot, making the cool river all the more enticing.
Styx
Today what is - morrow isn't, river styx from here - not distant, what one touches, what one feels, to the ruthless reaper kneels.
A Thing for Star - Chapter 5
When he pulled out, the last of the water leaked out, and star swam over to the river edge, while i was still paralyzed with that "fantagiriffic" emotion, so i just let myself get stuck in between some rocks.