The Dying Stars
Above, lay peace. Below, a new world wheeled and spun. Small fissures began to form in the glass windshield as the ship entered the atmosphere. Alarms screamed in the ears of the young blue wolf as her ship crashed into the planet. Sunlight glinted...
Something to Die For
He was ready to die for this land... he just wanted to leave something behind to die _for_. this led him deep into the jungles, following the rumors he'd heard from traveling bards and merchants.
Until Sunrise
"i would die for you," he gasped. his head was filled with a pressure he couldn't fathom. he was exploding from the inside out. he was being lifted. his arrival was being announced by blaring trumpets. he was going back to the start of the universe.
Damo's ride (Conclusion)
The beast bent and took the haunches of one of the dying stallions in his mouth and began chewing, bones splintering as he worked his way up the body until with final swallow, the skull imploded in his teeth and vanished down his gullet.
DSM - 00 Die Welt, Die Charaktere
Wenn die geschichte für euch nur halb so gut ist wie für uns dann werdet ihr viel spaß haben ;) info: im prolog habe ich alle tags zusammengefasst die die geschichte später mal haben wird.
Slip Slidin' Away
I didn't want them to die... but what was i going to do when they came charging at me with baseball bats? tell them no? i defended myself, and i'm sorry they died, but there was no alternative given to me.
A Distraction from Dying
I feared dying without experiencing the simplest pleasures in life, like indulging in this victimless sin. in short, this made a good distraction from the possibilities of death, whether i died tomorrow or a week from now.
The Day the Music Died
That was the day the music died.
Blick in die Ferne
, fragte er noch immer lachend und legte eine hand auf die schulter von travis. „mal unter uns. du solltest mal wieder unter die leute gehen, wenn du schon solche fragen stellst!" „ha, ha! sehr witzig!"
Terminator: Dying Sparks
I decided that since you were going to die either way, i would study you as a unique specimen before you died." carter set the head of the machine down, resting his head in his hands. "why did you tell me this?"
Love is a dieing flower
Kind and Beautiful at first touch and smell. Perfect In every way. But every winter brings a new pain and spring never heals you all the way. By fall you start to turn gray as your peddles star to thin away. Your smell which swaded now start's to go...
Or die once more
Mark collie- in time _i can hear what your thinking_ _all your doubts and fears and if you look in my eyes in time you'll find the reason i'm here and in time all things shall pass away in time you may come back some day to live once more or die