Blessing Day: Part 5 (Final)
The gods might have blessed us all with a new year, but for me, and i hoped for sam too, they'd offered so much more.
Blessing Day: Part 3
"this is only my second ever try at a blessing day dinner and this is... i'm struggling." "you said you had a plan, and all this here looks pretty organised to me."
Today The Lord Spoke To Me
I am blessed to have a job i enjoy. i am blessed to be healthy. i am blessed to have great friends. i am blessed to have the lord in my heart. i am blessed with my life heart emoticon the lord will provide.
Blessing Day: Part 4
Gods bless." "gods bless," came back as a chorus, right before the clanking and clanging of plates and cutlery. ceremonial stuff complete, all the food sam and i had slaved over began moving around at speed.
Mercy's Blessing - Part 1
Mercy's blessing plays about 13 years after a story never told. ## mercy's blessing to my friend besonik for whom i jumped over my shadow part 1 late sumr 5153.
Earth
# long ago and far away, as most fables begin, was a land blessed by dragons. i can hear you cry, "blessed? how can any place be blessed by such beasts? don't you mean plagued?" oh no, my friend, i most certainly mean blessed.
19: Blessings and Birthdays
(a fanfic set in the las lindas universe) the characters in this story (except the oc-insert) are © chalodillo _ **c**** hapter 19: blessings and birthdays**_ things were mostly fine after a week had gone by since the gossamer harvest festival.
The Anubian Companion
“you come for the blessing of anubis.” “i come at the behest of the pharaoh.” “he may speak for ra, but he is not ra.” “yet i come at his behest, for the blessing of your god.” “is he not yours, concubine?”
Passion of the Twin Moons
It is a blessing!
Reincarnated as an Orc in a Fantasy Land Ch. 2
I believe your son is destined for greatness, he has the most blessings we've seen of any orc in generations. not in our known history has any orc seen more than three blessings. those with three blessings were rare, but, we have a history of them.
I Just Held the Cup…
The litany of the seed came up out of him in his rumbling country-cadence, low so as not to wake her if she dozed; blessed be the furrow, blessed be the seed, blessed be the womb that carries, blessed be the paw that tills; and at every line he felt the warm
Running after a Horse
But not me, not with my blessing. not with… his blessing, as i felt another mark being burned onto my lower back. “[i]my mark. the sign of our pact, mortal."