Mist and Shadow (chapter 1)
#1 of mist and shadow within mist and shadow is, uh... don't judge me >.< this is my musework, written from the point of view of a friend. i dunno really, though, where i'm going with it.
Coils of Power : Chapter 1
Ripped from hell itself, sending a cold chill through the room as mist crawled across the floor. slowly it boiled to full on laughter, joyous and deranged. the figures in the mist lunged forward as one, blood coating their blades.
Through the Mists
Part 1 - Hidden in the Mists Authors Note: The two characters are in this story are Ashwynn (young wolf male, early 20's, of the forest tribe. ) and Syfas (young, early 20's, of the Highlands tribe). For reference of how they would look, any...
The River In The Mist
"the river in the mist" was first published in the "furry trash" anthology from rabbit valley publishing.
Minotaur in the Mist
He asked as he was nearly dragged through the mist. "we're going somewhere away from the mist," the minotaur said with a sly grin. they walked for a few minuets until they entered a clearing in the forest where there was no mist.
In the Moonlit Mist
In Latin, the moon is_luna,_ which is where we derive the term "lunatic." Originally, it meant to be "touched by the moon" or "moonstruck," because it was thought that the full moon affected people's minds, perhaps the way that it affects the tides....
Mists of Lust
Of course, with the mist gently nudging both of their minds, pushing them both towards impossible arousal... it wasn't much of a choice at all.
Mist and the hyenas
mist looked above her to see a male hyena sitting not more than a meter up the hill.
Rain & Mist
Keviks looked at mist. mist looked at rain. rain was looking at the ground. mist smiled, then dropped a nuke.
Mist and Memories
Helps us feel light and joy while the mist guides us in circles, just like a toy the mist calms and soothes who we are even as memory helps us go far life is made of mist and memory so part the curtain and walk to me if you do i can promise
Mists of the Past
Once his eyes opened again, he was bemused to see that a mist had risen, even inside his own, personal tent.
The Sorrow of the Mist~
As the final note faded, and the tears streamed down her face she looked through the same window and over to the arch which was obscured by mist, slowly the mist receded and where the food was instead was the plate, and cup.