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Their animals' calls awoke them early that morning. Before they could hear it, they felt them. "Quit shakin' the bed, Gaspar!" She violently kicked him.
By Thavien Yliasterabout 2 hours ago in Fiction
I clean up messes Writing on me as parchment Stores Story Messes Thavien's Token: This poem is constructed for Matthew Fromm's "Mirror, Mirror" challenge.
By Thavien Yliaster3 days ago in Poets
Teletubbies got TVs on their bellies But if You sit 'round all day You'll get tubby just watchin' the 📺 telly So The major corporations designed a plan
You form thoughts through me If I'm wrong You're misconstrued Your voice lost its home Thavien's Token: This poem is constructed for Matthew Fromm's "Mirror, Mirror" challenge.
Pick, Select, Consume Scroll ever more to Your Doom. I reflect Yourself. Thavien's Token: This poem is constructed for Matthew Fromm's "Mirror, Mirror" challenge.
I've made Official Wars, Weapons, Peace, Donations All Faceless, Voiceless Thavien's Token: This poem is constructed for Matthew Fromm's "Mirror, Mirror" challenge.
I'm meant to bring them Together, but Separate I'm a Paradox Thavien's Token: This poem is constructed for Matthew Fromm's "Mirror, Mirror" challenge.
Disrobing himself, he poured a flagon of alcohol onto him, removing his scent. "The cloak conceals you, but she may still sense your presence. Are you sure about his, Perseus?" Hermes' words echoed in his head.
By Thavien Yliaster7 days ago in Fiction
When there’s talk of Competition I REFUSE to be Impotent Being Stenotopic's for Insects, Survival is Imminent. Options express an infinite
By Thavien Yliaster10 days ago in Poets
If there is no venerator for myself Then I shall be my own riveting riveter To reorient To that which I resonate with As continuing down the same pathway perverts
By Thavien Yliaster11 days ago in Poets
"How's the bird?" "Tasty," she answered. We've been out here on our own for a few weeks. Had she left that bread chunk when we escaped I never would've been able to feed us this long.
By Thavien Yliaster14 days ago in Fiction
Eternally for Eternity, I've always been raised a believer Called to understand the mysterious, wonderous, ways that this universe works as I am more than just a cog in its gears
By Thavien Yliaster17 days ago in Poets