Under Cloak of Darkness: Chapter 14
"dirge took everything from me...my mate...my friend...and you took my mentor, dameon. so don't you dare say i don't know what pain is! last year i didn't even know this world existed!
Who wants to marry a macro stud? part 3
Lance droned them out as he focused on the music; wrapping the words and rhythm of it about him like a grieving dirge played at a funeral. "my friend isn't feeling well. i'm trying to get him back to his--my room.
Meat Puppet
Of course he'd use it on a man; that's just my dirge. many days do i recount his humiliation to such an amount. what a horror beyond horrors to bear. i almost wish he just turned me into his mare!
The Raptor - A Halloween Poem
Horror spoken as my faintest hopes were broken, "doubtless," said i, "what she utters is to shock, hardcore, caught from some shit-kink owners with crappy taste for boners, followed fast and followed faster 'til their fetishes she bore-- 'til the dirges
Ragnarok - XX
When last did you hear, on the autumn breeze, a rustic dirge hummed idly? how long since you heard the children chanting, in their play stumbling over laughter, like a young glad-crazy king dancing upon his day of victory before his god?
Loves Embrace (Chapter Four)
"i don't like you being around human guys ever since that bastard, dirge." "buddy, i'm a grown girl, i can make my own choices. but i will give you that. i seriously hate that guy." "who's dirge?" he sighs as he looks over to petal.
U.C.O.D. Return of Justice: Chapter 6
"he swore he would talk to me again, after the fight in dirge's palace!" "eve," cyllea began. eve looked at her, wary of what she would say.
U.C.O.D. Return of Justice: Chapter 6
"he swore he would talk to me again, after the fight in dirge's palace!" "eve," cyllea began. eve looked at her, wary of what she would say.
Friends, Always
Church bells rang to mark a solemn dirge. in his hand, the man held the picture of himself, his wife, and his friend. it felt like a lifetime ago, as did he. sadness struck his heart. a lifetime ago, he'd do anything for him.
Cassandra
The birds were wheeling overhead, each plaintive cry sounding like a dirge to anyone who didn't know the real meanings behind them. they spoke of plain love for the sky, a cry to the heavens, one of joy and passion.
Dance of the Flitterstep
The head priest began to intone a dirge. as the notes settled into the doleful murk, he and the other priests turned to face the bog. the assembled group chanted in antistrophe.
a hero's sacrifice one shall stand one shall fall
Ramjet, thrust, dirge, the constructions, and soundwave run towards astrotrain.