RememBoar What is Real!
"have you already forgotten what i said, remember what is real, my general!" the snake reached his long neck up and licked the nose of roe. "gggyak," roe grabbed his face just as he felt his facial bones crack and twist.
What is Real and What is a Dream?
"Stop!" I yelled, clenching my ears to try to block out the ringing I heard. They must've thrown me pretty hard against the wall. My head was throbbing. I struggled to open my my eyes."What did you just say, weakling?" the bully asked crouching in...
Kink-Vember 11: A Serpentine Reality
Tags: trans female/solo, mind warping, gaslighting, snakes in charge, deer, transitioning, mental fuckery, nudity, corruption, what is real, tail sex, snake, hotel, mildly creepy,
RememBoar What is Real: Demonic Needs
#2 of rememboar what is real. once you are transformed into a massive sex demon what is next for you?... is it really that hard to guess? hello!
You are not a rock! (a poem)
When a rock is beat by the waves it learns what it is and what it is not when a rock is beat by the waves it learns what is real and what is just thought when a rock is beat by the waves it stands to reason that it will shrink when a rock is beat
The Myriad of Confusion
If you should step, beware - what is real is not fair. illusion betokens a way of old, truth is like the winter cold life is a path and this is the fane will it all begin again?
Chapter 16
what is real, keman?" my name is lightning. i almost said it, but i caught myself. he wouldn't understand. mist pulled one of my paws free and pointed at the doorway. "look."
(tba) Section 2: Free: Chapter 9
"try to sort out what is real and what's just an illusion! calm down chrom! he would never do this to you! remember who the real enemy is!" his quick breathing breaks down, and before i know it, he passes out again.
The Story Of Immortuos
Plus, it allows me to differentiate between what is real and what are just hallucinations, which i still get from time to time." zackariah said, his eyes darting to his left subconsciously to look at the old otter that stood there.
Heart of a Wolf
Thing: always coming and going, too slippery ever to be grasped even by the firmest of grips; sometimes, as convinced as you might be of your lucidness, you find yourself waking up from the most vivid and realistic of dreams that blurs the line between what is real
Awake
Differentiate what is real.
Heartbeat Passage: Chapter 1
Yet he trades one unknown for another as myth overlaps with reality, blurring the edges until one cannot tell what is real and what is false.