5 Voice
"i'm going to the mountain to free the voice," explained giarien. "this is hunter, who has come to help me." hunter observed the conversation, waving when he was addressed. he seemed disinterested in conversation.
4 Voice
I can go by myself to save the voice." giarien shook her head. "i have to help. it's dangerous even for you alone. i've been hearing the voice from the mountains for years, i would hate to abandon it in its time of need.
3 Voice
There were once three dragon species which thrived on their corners of the great world known as Pangrandin. They lived apart from other species, the avians and the lupines and the ursine and bovine, and a great many more. Eventually the dragons of...
2 Voice
It's a bit silly, but i'm freeing the voice." hunter's brow raised even further. "the voice?" "well, perhaps avians can't hear it, but i have a high-sensitivity to such things.
1 Voice
the voice had left her to her lonesome. then she heard the faintest of sounds. the voice. "i'm... no air. no air." so the voice was suffocating in the mountains! well what could giarien do?
The Voice
By the time he'd opened the package, though, the voice spoke again. _~don't let him use a condom.~_ oh dear. this was serious, wasn't it? but the voice wasn't to be questioned.
Epoch of the Rune Part 1
Ethundova The spring sun rose in the eastern sky casting light across the vast peninsula of Highford. The bright morning star's reflection shimmering in the port waters of Ethundova. The docks bustling with activities as preparations for the...
There's a Place in the Great Pack for You
They were what got me involved in the voice of dog, which is now not just my job but my vocation. the first of these did so from flat nothing.
The Voice of Treason
"pity," came the voice of treason accompanied by the heavy sound of metallic boots on the floor. they were more than boots, however.
The Voice of Nature
I supply the food that you eatI provide you with the shelter from the stormAnd yet you neglect to thank me Yet you shun and despise me You destroy the shelter I makeYou kill youselfs to try to make things rightAnd these be the childs God creates?To be...
Two Voices
A young fox dressed in her pink and black punk-rock get-up sits in the middle of a bustling strip in the city. She has several pieces of her work on display with what she considers reasonable prices. She sits in wait as each and every person walks by...
Jumping to Conclusions
the voice from the car snapped me back to reality and, unfortunately, the present. standing next to the car was a raccoon who was getting my suitcase out of the trunk. “pretty remote, this place.”