The Wolf's Watch
"Time is short, And, I know you're Listening, So, I'll make this Quick..." The pain, It still remained. Much less than The soul-crushing Agony, But still, Present. The great wolf lifted His head from his Contemplations. "Yet...
A Nostalgic Smell
Sam adjusted an uncooperative strap as it dug into the plush ruff surrounding her neck trying once again to make it behave. She did not like dresses and it was not just because they dug into her neck fluff. She just felt more comfortable dressing in...
Viral Attack: Nostalgic Interlude
"You find anything yet?" "I'll tell you when I do. Be patient." The sleek back SUV, designed to be inconspicuous, merged into oncoming traffic and slowly trundled to a halt as it was blocked by other cars, stuck in a long lane of vehicles. Most...
August 5: Apples, Mixers, and Photos
"it was supposed to be 'nostalgic scenery'." "eh? but these are all nature scenes." "so no good huh?" "i-i'm not saying they're bad. the photos were great. but it's just that they don't exactly say 'nostalgia'. hold on..."
Within This House
#4 of poetry a nostalgic bit of my time within a bdsm household i've found that in this new dominion there's something mystic in the sky upon the dawn of moon light i guarantee there's to be no plight surrounded by family not of blood but of faith
You Are Lost
In a distant sky under a strange, unknown sun, a quiet girl pointed the way i followed her through the diverging paths whence i'd lost myself that day in the shimmering haze we were made to dance on a nostalgic hill from there i saw the abandoned
Aftermath
The bridge my wishes drip, until not one stays the illusion holds me closer than any of my dreams the comfort of a shadow is my elegant mistress whom stands before me and serves an empty heart whose shell yearns for morning but her nostalgic
Baseball Daydream
William gets nostalgic. both william and sam were lounging on the couch, watching fright krewe.
The End
The whole sense of art; a flood of nostalgic letters or stains on the canvas. who is it for? i have a strange deja vu.
Delicious Dessert
"_aaahhh~ such a nostalgic meal, i feel like a young fennekin again!_" she gleed, victoriously patting her belly, beginning to break down the flareon that entered its acidic caverns. "now, let's see what you've been hiding from me..."
Potion Cat: Apothecary Visit
It was a nostalgic smell. this was where she got her first tools to start her own ventures into potion making and she still owed the owner of the store a debt of kindness along with her business proposal.
*poem* Just...now
With no future to fear and no past to mull over or grow nostalgic about ? here's a poem about a never-ending "now", and the poet's duty of catching what is uncatchable.