Arcadia: Cemented
When one, one of them carried the block towards a cast where another builder would pour some cement into it. there was another group of six who were constantly brewing more cement and stirring the grey slush to prevent it from hardening.
Cementing alliances...
All characters are of legal age in the furry world in which they exist all characters are of legal age in the furry world in which they exist cementing alliances the earl pulmer couldn't help admiring his sexy lead mare, she wasn't the first mare he had
Wet Cement: Chapter 11
#12 of wet cement just when she thought she couldn't step in it any worse, too. maybe someone will help dig her out of this mess, or at least hand her a shovel. no, i haven't forgotten nor abandoned this story. not by a long shot.
Wet Cement: Chapter 13
#16 of wet cement she warned you, echo. not thrilled with the formatting, but it's not cooperating with me in fixing it. ah well. i'll deal with it again later.
Wet Cement: Chapter 14
#17 of wet cement if someone a lot bigger than you is throwing rocks trying to hit you, and someone starts throwing rocks back on your behalf, do the gal/guy a favor and hand them the rocks to throw. i'm up way too late posting this.
Wet Cement: Chapter 1
#1 of wet cement; chapters pastel-star-wings september 18th~ my first post!!! my name is james elliot barron (jamie or james) and i guess this is my blog, journal, thing? diary? is it socially exceptable for 17 year olds to keep journals/diaries?
The Horatio Chronicles 1: The Cement Walkway (Petrification)
The rabbit smiled as he motioned to the walkway, a long, cement path, all made up of large, square tiles with cement statues on each one representing the celebrity to whom the tile belonged.
Wet Cement: Chapter 12-3: Calculus
#15 of wet cement there was a jostle and he opened his eyes. the lights were on, the red circle was gone, and he could move again. mallet was standing and stretching. "awake, sunshine?"
Wet Cement: Chapter 12-2: Sleep
#14 of wet cement "after you," echo said, holding the door open. "i still can't believe he made you give them your key. now i'm paranoid. what do you think they're going to come in here and do?"
Wet Cement: Chapter 12-1: The Bigot
#13 of wet cement i wrote this as part of a much bigger chapter 12, but sitting at over 27k words with semi-natural breaks i figured it would be better if i broke it up into chunks.
Wet Cement, Ch. 15: Lines Blurred
#18 of wet cement holy barking beavers! i didn't mean to leave everyone hanging for a year and a half, i promise! please excuse the rust as i try to get back into writing after being gone this long.
Recursive Cycles
Recursive cycles cement their way into secluded lives ceaselessly expanding, enveloping all thought and action. but this is something you can change.