~~~The Lonely Gloom~~~
~k~ just a pome we made about when we lost some one ~n~for a while we where in a dark place and where heart broken ~k~then we made some friends here and they made us feel better ^no act of kindness no matter how small is ever wasted^ ~n~ we sit here alone
Steps
Taking Steps The first step of life is entering the world. Where the smell of clean air and lien beds fill the bright room. The second step is the first walk. The step where you will be going places and learning your environment. The...
Catching Situation
A roselia it was what i was smelling its flower pomes masking its other scents "jay" i called out as he fell face down into the dirt.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 69: Viridian Dominions Unbound
The magic pome looked more toxic than the blooms my 'corruptors' came up with, and wasn't looking even remotely edible. i wouldn't risk any of my girls dying in the horrific pain if i could prevent it.
Of winning and losing
Rosa" she said cutely brick yelled out to his onix "bind end this quick onix" i smiled "rose magical leaf" a glowing leaf shot from one of her flower pomes streaking into the charging rock snake hitting squarely and sending somersaulting back laying
The Origin of Max: Chapter Two: Dockside Vampires and Machines
\*laughs harder\* damn you todd fox...why must your disclaimer pomes make my side hurt. ^\_^ anyways no there is no yiff in this story, and no one under the age of 17 to 21 depending on where ya live in this world is to read this...so do enjoy it while it
The Lost of the Marshes – Chapter 9: Stuck
Like the first time that they'd tried one of those yellow pomes that nikili liked to keep in the pantry. unbeknownst to the cat, the fruit was still raw, and they'd later learned their lesson about proper bletting.
The Lost of the Marshes – Chapter 10: Memory
She traced her finger on the dusty ground, trying to sketch the distinct shape of the pome. "we call it šennur in emegal - a fruit that doesn't grow on the mountains, that seems hard and unapproachable at first.
Aquifers
"i got a pome for ya. 'roses are red, violets are blue, who's the biggest wuss in school? it's you!' har har!" he wandered back to his seat, still laughing at himself.