On Wings of Clay
Something felt right about severing your arm and then pulling the other off like an infant human would a dragonfly's wings. how could i do that to you, but love you still?"
With Angels Wings
Veemon was not adjusted to the real world. Much of the dream world was like it. The tall buildings that Digimon now occupied were taller and shiner. He was a bit spooked by all the Digi\_Sluts openly roamed the streets. He wasn't used to being home...
A Gift of Wings
My wings are your wings..." she saw tears in his eyes as he said it, "do you wish to take the sky from both of us?"
On Silk Wings
**on silk wings** _by the brain of lazarus_ _// ordications axx protoca //_ it's not every day the office of prestigious security and defense ordains one of its own to travel abroad on vague business detail.
Lost Wings
Tucking my wings, i dive downwards-- spiraling, twirling, twisting, unfurling them just in time to catch myself, landing with natural precision and grace.
Wings of Frost
She said, putting a wing onto crystal's head. crystal yelped loudly, the ice cold wing hurting her slightly. the bowl that the articuno had been eating from smashed suddenly, and alice growled. articuno turned her head to alice. "not a bad attack."
2.8 - Winging It
Slowly, the bat extended a velvety, strutted wing arm toward the other male. graham took hold of marcus' blue-furred thumb and wing-tip. and shook it, warmly. then released with a nod. withdrawing his wing-arm, marcus cleared his throat and stood up.
On Flitted Wings
Male human/female feral dragon lovings on flitted wings arise, the demons of my demise. taunting and prodding as i straddle scales of blue, the allure of a dragoness becomes too much to bear...
White Wings
Her wings tore free with a spray of infected blood, her legs twisted in to hawk's feet, and her hands gnarled up like an old man with arthritis.
Wings of freedom
It was clearer, more vivid than ever; she could see herself having wing, flying in the sky, breaking the bonds with the earth.
Wings of Trial
I fanned my rather large wings out a little bit and half turned to get a better look at them. they were a perfect mix of brown and white on each feather. i was definitely pleased with what i saw.
Little Wing
Little wing, after the hendrix song. every time i hear it, it reminds me of her. it suits her.