Betrayaled Death. (X)
"~ as her heart finally stopped...giving in, there was no more beats within as the flesh of her life body having now became deathly still, cold and limp having completely lost even body temperature, there was no more whimpers, breaths or heart beating, her
Astaroth Death in the family
no time to hear more unsavory news. i must call a taxi!'
Poem: Death's Kiss
Grip they bleed themselves into your mouth you can't resist the smell death has now taken you be you slave or lover nothing can be changed you're theirs forever
Reaper - The First Death
no. that's a stereotype that reapers don't appreciate. reapers being the preferred term. and those reapers are those who deal with the dead, the departed and even the undead." i simply stared at xander, confused more so than i'd ever been.
Death of Tai Lung
.** **"there's no way he can escape," vachir said and slapped zeng at the back.
Bard to Death
"i ordered the dead not to kill anyone but only for them to be distraction so we could get away," the wolf responded. "well, alright, but please no more interruptions," she continued.
Death
Just a little poem from my book "midnight reflections" death is what is and what will be death is not sad death is not evil death is life it is what we walk toward some solemnly some with fear some with defiance some fool heartedly and some with
Life and Death [Commission]
Life and death my bare skin was still warm, even as i felt its last rays disappear beyond the temple walls. my eyes were closed tight as i listened carefully to the head priest recite the cantations of life and death.
Death Is for the Living
Here there was no grass and no tombstones, only flat markers set into the sand amid a few scattered joshua trees.
Survival and Death
"no, you're still a little hurt. maybe you should heal a bit first before attacking, rex." rex shook his head. "no, littlefoot. i have to fight him...now." chomper smiled. "how touching..." he whispered.
Death's embrace
"there is no need for your weapon. i assure you, i am not going to hurt you. i just wish to take you home." she looked at him, "what is this a date?" he laughed softly, "no, the times i took you out before business were dates.
The Look of Death
"no! no! no! no!" the voice screamed again and again, trying to be heard, but only silence greeted him. still chained to the wall, the real rex struggled to be free. groaning and grunting, he tried to rip the vines open.