the aftermath
It took my dragon to break my heart, to get me to write. thanks--your name will remain nameless pain the pain of being alone of being lonely the pain left from being left left behind, left out not knowing not knowing how to explain pain only the pain
The Lone Courier
Being a courier was lonely work, and he'd had a lot of practice.
Lonely No More
A rugged, bearded man sat alone at the bar, drinking a whiskey. While there were others around, he wasn’t friends with any of them, nor did he know most of their names. His name was Kevin, and he was a loner. He’d always been a loner, and though he...
The Cave of Lost Lovers
The Cave of Lost Lovers * * * (No one is allowed to take credit for this work apart from me. If you want to use it somehow, I would appreciate it if you were to get in touch with me first.) * * * (A very brief, dark oneshot I thought up some time...
Alone without a mate
Oh God, Why am I still alone? Sitting in my broken home, Holding my head in my hands, They are blood red, Filled with pieces of glass, Crying in despair, I want to mate and make a pair, Someone with who to share, All my feelings and...
Kabuto: The long awaited telling of my furry *prologue*
I am Kabuto and this is my story. And just so you know this is set northern North America in winter way up north \* I made this up so leave me alone if you want to comment you can but don't say i copied anyone\* I was exiled by my father as a pup, I...
Ghost Pack
After awhile, she decided maybe she was just meant to be the stereotypical lone wolf, and she gave up trying for anything else.
Vermintide: Lone Skaven
The thought of this lone good skaven dying in such a pitiful manner is almost unbearable. an idea forms in my mind. it's a wild plan, but it may be his only chance. "listen carefully," i catch his attention.
It had to be him - Chapter 1
**_August White_** Sitting by myself, I kept my head low as I walked through the crowd trying to steer clear of people. I clutched my books closely to my side as if they were my life, trying to take up the least amount of space - avoiding bumping...
Paws, Slow Down, Stop - Chapter 1
**Paws, Slow down, Stop** I knew it was a bad idea to wear a kilt. A fox in a dress? How cliché! I mean, what the fuck was I thinking?! I really wasn’t sure about having my tail so exposed, and I usually wear at least a polo. But hoo no! My...
Otterly Lonely
The sun was near setting, and the party wasn't done yet, specially not for the lonely housewife. she took another turn with the males once again; the more times they filled her up, the more dominant she got.
Appreciation
But no...it dawned on lone that the person he dreamt about was himself, a dream where he had killed himself, a thought he had thought about many times over and over. and the person beside the bed...was himself too.