When Disaster Strikes
Many died quickly and were washed away in the flooding, but the few to survive the onslaught found themselves pulled into a deep, dark vortex into oblivion where they met their own fate. back at the work site, confusion and chaos reigned.
Space-Master Dressphere
, dark purple [http://1.bp.blogspot.com/\_p\_bivbfp5xa/sovlrjyfizi/aaaaaaaaaas/jtn52akl8oa/s320/pentagram9hm1.jpg](http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_bivbfp5xa/sovlrjyfizi/aaaaaaaaaas/jtn52akl8oa/s320/pentagram9hm1.jpg)).
Day 11) Offering
Eventually the tall white vulture stood before him, those deep dark scarlet eyes curiously peered at the ferret. his long golden beak opened to speak. "who is this?" the vulture's soft tone was quite the juxtaposition from his domineering figure.
Perils of Chris-Chris in a Pot
Rare spices grown in the deep dark jungle were making his nipples burn. the natives gathered around him in a circle. dancing whatever strange rites that required chris to be served up like a prime piece of beef. "mmmph! nnngph!"
Fear
You want to get lost in the deep darkness and just float away.... cease...
Forbidden Love - Chapter Four - WritingGroupChallenge -
This week's writing challenge: the hills held a deep, dark secret. at least 1000 words, don't worry if you go over. tag all prompts with: writinggroupchallenge. add all prompts to a separate folder.
The Lunt Street Ripper’s Sentence (2)
Hhhhhhh... deep, dark rumbling, and the cloth of the sack covering his head sunk...hhhhhh...and the air escaped, slowly.
Original Character: Daniel Rowick
Daniel, age 35, met a nice young, but a handful of hell-fire, girl named julia who was about 15 younger than his own age, who led him into a deep dark spiral of drugs, alcohol and despair for the next of couple of years, daniel's mind was so screwed up, he
Perfect Pawing.
The idea was floating over me, lightening up an area of 4m² in the middle of deep darkness. after my recent sucess in my mission to bring the ideas back, demiurgus let me paw off in a different way.
The fox in the woods part 3
"do you think you can continue my lesson, matt" with a glance into his deep dark eyes.
Hasquet request: Chapter 3
Walking as an oshawott is not easy as i thought, as i walked into the deep dark path ahead. as we advanced deeper into the temple, the corridor, the hall was getting slightly steeper. "how long do you think it goes on for?" i asked \_\_\_\_\_.
No more Ms. Nice Girl
Blazeing red eyes stared back in to the deep darkness of the black ones. as she glared back he could feel his blazeing hate and passion being sucked in to the black deapths. he had decided to claw out to her to break them then.