The Artist
A few miles away, a most extraordinary butterfly flew through an open window.
Butterfly
butterfly by william w. kelso bianca felt the odd feelings return, stronger than before, as she bent over the sink and retched.
The Butterfly
Merrin saw thousands of butterflies in his mind's eye. only now he was one of those butterflies, emerging not only from the cocoon of his clothing, but from the inhibition, the fear that had trapped him within himself for so long.
Butterflies
"have the butterflies stopped flapping yet?" * * * a little yiffier this time, don't you think? ceta, leda, and tarc will be back for more stories.
Invisible Ink 2: The Suit Part 1
It's a gloomy day on the 12th of September when boss walks in with a file. "This is a weird one," he says as he plops the file on my desk. I open it and skim through some of the details. "A man in a fursuit with a shotgun?" I sign to the chief. ...
La Farfalla
I'm a butterfly, she is a dolphin, and we have been best friends since the dawn of time. melody is a marine biology major- well thats a shocker! i am an environmental chemist.
Efecto mariposa (Segunda Parte)
Segunda Parte En el capítulo anterior... Twilight (leyendo) Estuve observando lo que hiciste con la pequeña Scootaloo, quizás no te habías dado cuenta, pero tu buena acción será recompensada. Esta misma tarde mandaré por ti. Spike ¿Por qué la princesa...
Lasting Perfection
My fingers intwined with his, and fit perfectly together. He was warm, he smelled sweet, he was soft to touch, he was perfect. Curly black hair, bright shining green eyes. I have never known perfection, I have never known attraction, I have never...
Extreme Butterfly - Poem for Nikkita
_holy f##cking dick tit sprinkles._ _look at that f##cking butterfly._ _the most extreme butterfly that_ _would kick all other butterflies high_ _into the sky with its extreme._ _so extreme, it runs on bacon._ _it uses bacon fuel.
Only the beginning
11:36: pm, tuesday 6/7/08 studio 9 walking through that door, still brings up butterflies in my stomach, i really wish i wasnt here, not tonight at least. why couldnt i put this off?
The fox and the butterfly.
She whispered, aiming her breath over the top of the butterfly to stop it being blown away with it. the butterfly looked up at her, a look of panic on its face.
Butterflies and Bourbon
He needed a butterfly, and uncorrupted and honest young officer added to his force.