Life is What we Leave Behind
For those of you in the know, i posted the first chapter of the hunters the same day i finished writing the mourner. it was a form of closure for me.
The Regency - Chapter I [Thundercats 2011]
Lion-o's room afforded an excellent view of the courtyard, so of course, he had an excellent view of the mourners. tygra couldn't blame him for being uncomfortable with it.
The Scent of Flowers
# Chapter 7: The Scent of Flowers We still did everything we could to leave a trail for Jon – which wasn't much – as we headed west. I'll admit our pace picked up with Rebecca looking after me. I'd...
A Royal Welcome
# Chapter 8: A Royal Welcome Jasmine had been more than kind. Ever since getting off the boat in China we'd been running scared, just trying to keep our heads above the proverbial water. Now......
Sleep
They set off immediately; there would be no fleet of mourners today.
Through the Looking Glass: Penance: Chapter 11
This comment got the attention of the other three then-oblivious mourners in the clearing, mantis and crane both looking at tigress as the predatory cat beheld the sight of shifu in tai lung's arm.
We Regret to Inform You of a Funeral Cancellation
Well a couple mourners gathered, and a bunch more came to stare. course all the casual killers came, who'd left him lying there. they bought a discount casket and a requiem was said for the funeral was scheduled, for burying the dead.
The World Will Go On Without Me
# Chapter 4: The World Will Go On Without Me Well, I knew all those world maps I used to have in bedroom when I was a pup would come in handy someday. It took a few decades, but nows the time. ...
Narrow Passes and Sheer Cliffs
# Chapter 6: Narrow Passes and Sheer Cliffs Pulling out a map, my gut still tightened when I looked at how far we still had to go. “Gods, English,” I said, turning to the leather pouch that sat in the...
Seven Days- Part V
Interrupting his train of thought was the sound that joshua had come to know so well over the past few days- his doorbell, a herald of the next mourner for his brother.
The Sun's Funeral
There mourners, faces blank, with alabaster angels waited watching, rank on rank. and there they brought the coffin. and there they laid it down. (for oh the sun is high, my love, but oh the wind is low.)
A good wake
I almost dropped the empty paper plate as i realised, somehow i was at the wrong wake, stuffing my face with the buffet set up for the mourners. the only bright spot was at least i was dressed for the occasion.