Pads over Slickrock
"there aren't many of us that cycle in the group that came here from cedar city. so all along really i have been wondering where you live." ren said "and how do you know that i dont just cycle with others?" kent asked slyly.
Breaking the Cycle (Re uploaded)
To my former self It seems like we met again All those times you were with me Was just a living hell I thought everything would be alright Once you were by my side Five seconds in And everything fades to black I don't even remember who I...
Some words based on my story
#1 of the legacy cycle here are some words and what they mean in ym story. this isn't all of them, just just i think will pop up. i may add more as i go along: cor: leading force in the world.
The Cycle
Https://www.sofurry.com/view/898925 **cycle** puffing smoky breath like a decrepit steam engine, the black-furred wolf stomped dispassionately, closing his arms tightly around his broad chest.
Cycles
Curiousity peaks a wandering mind, seeking what is worth its time Feel devotion flood the soul, capping over its line Rest thine eyes on passion's flame, kindling that which comes again Feel that flame ease the heart, breaking chains that tame ...
The Cycle
"i guess being in cycle is not so bad." -the end-
The Cycle
# the cycle someone was parked in the apartment's assigned parking spot when tricia came home. it wasn't her mother's car; her mother didn't own one, couldn't afford one.
The Cycles
#1 of the cycles i know i know, i haven't posted anything in a while. thankfully i had a certain wolf inspire me to do a little number for him.
Another Chance: Chapter 2
Another Chance Chapter 2 Garret threw up his arms to protect himself, unaware that the situation had changed entirely. He hid under his wet arms for several seconds. Nothing came and nothing would come. Slowly, he peaked out between his fingers...
Repaired
Many years we spent in sorrow Where we sat so small and humble Still we stand and stand tomorrow Many years we spent in sorrow Sincere love or lust to borrow? But we stood despite our stumble Many years we spent in sorrow Where we sat so small...
The cycles of the moon
The cycles of the moon are the same as the cycles of the heart. as one falls deeper in love their heart grows with light, but as the one we love gets father away the heart fades into obscurity as we fear that we are not loved in return.
Recursive Cycles
Recursive cycles cement their way into secluded lives ceaselessly expanding, enveloping all thought and action. but these cycles are flawed, you can break them.