Past Tense
past tense the vixen was refreshed after a wonderfully relaxing night in the carlton hotel. the masseuse was heavenly, as was the room service.
Dreams of the Past
The memories of the past have captured again. the sweet warmth of her cubby did enclose her hearth and a silent whisper said, "i still have you, my little."
Remnants of the past
Chapter 9: remnants of the past author's note: because of the positive response to my last chapter, as well as i found it easier to write, i'm gonna continue to write in first person. i will switch views from character to character though.
Past and Present
#7 of an assassin of my heart past and present i bent my knees and pulled down the oven door. for some odd reason, i was unable to sleep at all this night. here i was, wide awake, and before such an important day.
Airing the Past
* * * airing the past pyro found himself in the hallway. again. he could always just turn back... go back to the mice. tell them that this was out of the question, that he couldn't do it.
Waking Past
What was still left of sera's rational mind caught them just in time, and instead a wordless growl of assertion was all that slipped past his muzzle.
Memories Past
Memories past, it paid my debt. now i'm gone, my purpose done. a simple pawn, left at dawn.
Past Dealings
Sometimes the past is hard to let go. it sank it's hooks into your mind long ago. but there is still hope. you have to remember that too.
The Pathways of Life - Chapter 1
Tomorrow would be a new day, tomorrow he would write more about his past and everything that happened. ...to be continued....
Chapter 7
The sound of the alarm clock brought the human back to the reality from the dreamland. It took him a while to process where he is and what is he supposed to do. First thoughts were still floating around the dream: 'Death... Why do I wake up thinking...
Chapter 6
How somebody used to say back home: you can't get rid of your past. if you pretend it's not there it will come back in the least expected moment. the problem was that david didn't know how to stop it from coming back...
The Newland Chronicals: Mother
He silently wept with a faint bittersweet smile; sliding his paw up and down the smooth, cold wall and admired it's faded color and it's chipped uneven corners; having been poorly repaired and patched in past years.