Surface: Doomed Planet-Excerpt 9-Unlikely Ally
#9 of surface: doomed planet it started with what i was sure would be a simple bounty job. show up, kill a creature, get paid, go be lazy.
Surface: Doomed Planet-Excerpt 8-DJ Skyline
#8 of surface: doomed planet it started with what i was sure would be a simple bounty job. show up, kill a creature, get paid, go be lazy.
Surface: Doomed Planet-Excerpt 5-To Kill Time
#5 of surface: doomed planet it started with what i was sure would be a simple bounty job. show up, kill a creature, get paid, go be lazy.
Surface: Doomed Planet-Excerpt 3-Improving The Situation
#3 of surface: doomed planet it started with what i was sure would be a simple bounty job. show up, kill a creature, get paid, go be lazy.
Surface: Doomed Planet-Excerpt 14-Martin's Harvest
#14 of surface: doomed planet it started with what i was sure would be a simple bounty job. show up, kill a creature, get paid, go be lazy.
long live the king
Scar screamed seeing his doom , as he was struggling under sarabi. but it was no used, as sarabi had scar pinned to hard .as he felt sarabi tongue, run over his face and ,mane tasting him.
Chapter 7 - Mechanical Mayhem
"i completely forgot about that," said gilbert as he plummeted to his doom.
The Endless
Short flash fiction, inspired by some light reading ** the endless** we caught the scent on the air, and knew our doom had arrived.
In a pack part 16
Seen as evil and a bringer of doom to humans, his father the leader of the human clan orders for the death of his own child. his mother refuse to let her son die,so run away to save her son life. more summary inside.
(poem) Let’s Hear It for the Fox
_ _and not to mention how they smell_ _they're of the bent brings doom and hell_ it's simply quite a load of tripe and those who utter it are ripe that's ripe, not right, i say again or rather, write here with my pen a bald-faced lie of a cursed cur
On His Mane's Secret Service - #6
doomed. the khajiit race is doomed. but the mane continued... "still, the dominion is not to be trusted. we'll need someone who knows them at the meeting. you, ra'jirra. you will attend." "but, sir," devline interrupted, "how can she attend?
Execution night 3: a dragon's response.
The silky pouch of the stallion pulling tight as fingers wrap and pull down those doomed balls, the stallion visibly shaking as he feels his sentence being carried out.