A walk in the Woods
Sighing with relief she watched a stag bound across the path behind her looking majestic as strong like the old stories of the green man. malena laughed at her own fears as she started walking again.
Running In The Rain Part 5
He didn't want to do schoolwork today because he wanted to color and to his young mind that was more important than old stories of boring furs. but then his mother started down the stairs.
The nymph
It was another one of gramps' old stories. the basilisk is attracted to stamina...and i had just chased one for almost 5 days. i was hers.
My New Life Ch3
A bit later we had dinner, thats when mom pulled out the old stories. "so, my big bad wolf used to be afraid of clowns?" aaron asked. "yeah, now i hate them." i said pouting. "what caused that?" aaron asked.
Under The Quiet Moon - II - 01/20/2011
_there are no monsters in the dark... there are no monsters in the dark... the old stories aren't true... silly things like that are only in dreams._ selora repeated these things to herself as she tried to wake up.
Don't cry wolf
#1 of don't cry wolf this is an old story that i wrote awhile ago, it was actually the first real one. so it's not that up to what i write now, please tell me what you think.
The Cursed Book
This is an old story of which i forgot to post! i stumbled upon it by accident when i was organizing my bunch of scraps and idea's. well, here it is. enjoy!
PokéCity - Punk Roc
#1 of pokécity an old story i wrote on twitter that i decided to touch up a little back in roctober icon from a commission i got from: https://twitter.com/goatuna/status/1578379558679633920?s=20&t=rbf9h1lfe_vzilfitege0w goatuna on twitter.
Pure, Natural Incest
Another old story writen in 2003 that i thought some might enjoy ^\_^ sort of a comission from the person who created the character kan'rah to please his dark fetishes \>:) set in a dnd atmosphere (rogue, wizard, warrior, thief, etc) where kan, the
Kerr 6: In sickness and?
Mostly we only find old stories, but there are too many things we can't explain; like the horseless wagon miera and i were transporting when we found kerr. it was built by moles about two hundred years ago, but not even they really knows _how_ it works.
Little Gray Paws
(old story, written long ago.) little grey paws davis slowly awoke, still cradled under flamedramon and in his arms. he felt his stretched ring still filled, so he pushed lightly to push flamedramon's soft member.
When the Lights Go Out
If that bothers you, please do not read this story.with that said, this is another old story i went back and revised. i'll admit...this is the darkest story i've written so far, yet i like how it turned out in the end (even if it is short).