Bottles
Story and characters (c) amethyst mare / arian mabe **bottles** _written by arian mabe / amethyst mare_ _first person monologue inspired by the attempted shooting of dylan thomas.
Bottled
But won't the anger that should be outgrown, but is never released the storm that passes, but always returns the fire that consumes, but never starves like blistering frostbite, that never can be warmed bottled
love your little puppy pt 6
With one hand and holds me with the other fankyoo chwase trying to sound like a baby welcome puppy now open wide he says in a beautiful tone of voice i open my mouth the bottle comes in to my mouth and i drink the juice wow all gone good puppy he says
Lightning in a Bottle
Still a bit of time left before the bottle said the pills would kick in.
Massage in a Bottle
In extremely rare cases some have unique useful qualities that can be utilized by trapping them in bottles. possible source of genie legends. matty stroked his chin as he considered the information.
Chimera in a Bottle
Chimera in a bottle by von krieger sara couldn't keep her hand out of her pocket, playing with the small plastic vial inside that contained a brightly colored, syrupy liquid.
Genie in a Bottle
The cap of the bottle was the head of a panther, very detailed, and almost seeming to stare at you as you looked over the bottle.
That bottle of rum
"it's a bottle." xian looked confused. rick just stared. "not just any bottle. there's something inside." mico shook the bottle to make his point. "what? love letters? maps to a vast hoard of treasure?
"Necklace in the Bottle"
There was a cork stuck in the top of the bottle, and it was crusted in salt. the light had been glinting off something inside the bottle. as she gently rubbed away the salt away from the bottle, she found inside a small, roughly hewn piece of jewelry.
Mind in a Bottle
Carter threw the toggle cutting the æther field and the lab grew darker, the sparks inside the lightning bottle beginning to fade as he walked over to it. the cougar places his paw on the glass of the bottle lightly.
Bottle Rockets.
**1.** The intersection of Cliff Street and Route Seventeen was an eyesore. It always had been, even before the sleek black asphalt had been laid by the government years ago. It was an ugly road, and everyone _knew_it was an ugly road. The turn onto...
The Journal in a Bottle
News are a rarity here, and the only way of sharing my story to the world right now, is to pray that this bottle - in which you most likely found this message - reaches civilized shores and is not taken by beast or dubious hands.