Life..
Life's got you down?, Feeling so grey?, Hey... I've been there, Oh trust me there, Because, Hey, I've been there, When your down in the dumps, No where to be, No where to go, Oh look, Hey, Trust me I was there today, And i'll be there...
the single
Armadillo took gabumon the studio where he will be singing, and inside the stood black tyrannomon waiting for everyone assigned to the recording of gabumon first single.
Single
**"single"** _by k.m. hirosaki_ ([[email protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection)) author's note: this story and call characters are copyright (c) 2010 k.m.
Sacrifice without Gain is pointless
Now to finish this we drag ourselves into a single being and by doing so force our timelines to weave themselves into one. do any of us actually think we're going to survive?" i already knew the answer, but i just wanted someone to lie.
The Hunter
The hunter sits at the bar, sipping from his mug of ale, dressed in dark, worn leathers, hair wet and hanging loosely. All around him the townsfolk laugh and chatter in the warm light as they nurse their own drinks and meals. The hunter's eyes glint...
The Dress
#7 of little nothings another in-class writing exercise, based off a single-sentence prompt of the first line. "carlos discovered ______ under a pile of shoes in the back of his grandmother's closet."
Keep it Up
"Good, keep it up." _Shut up._ Kevin was tired of hearing that passive-aggressive bullshit, the manager's way of saying 'you used to suck, now you don't suck, keep not sucking.' Never mind he already worked the press faster than suggested for...
Dick Rocks
This one was an in-class writing, with a prompt to write off a single photo as inspiration. don't ask me about the photo, it had almost nothing to do with this story.
Court Date
"Don't you think they were too kind?" "Kind?" Bertrand replied incredulously. "You call banishment 'kind'?" "For the crime? Yes." Answered Jerica plainly as they strolled the great hall of the courts, all around them noblemen, soldiers and...
Burn
"Go away." "No." What a pain in the ass. I hoped vainly that I'd never see him again, but of course I knew otherwise. I'd only be rid of him when he was dead and buried, and even then... "_Go away_." "Not doing." Good lord, man, I will hurt you....
Any Day Now
"No..." Breathed Blondie as he knelt by his companion's side, looking down at the man who was all too still. "No, no no, don't do this!" Blistered hands reached out to slap weakly at dying man's face, framed by that raven hair that had grown tangled...
What We Always Dreamed Of
A single scene of intrigue, that's all. "you're late." "i know." i replied plainly, seating myself across from him at the little, steel-wire table.