... roaring fire that suffocated, the fine silks that made his skin prickle, and the knowledge that his life was no longer his own to command. He would likely kill before the month was out. Drifting fitfully to sleep that night, Severus dreamed he saw his elder self, mourning the drab life from which he had just turned, and his soul, split like shards of glass into a million sharpened pieces. There...
... to buy something extraordinary and then vanishing in the time it takes to turn around after walking out the door. 3 -- Mr Peltzer was late. 4 -- It was the singing that hooked him. 5 -- "What's that?" 6 -- In his cage tucked in a far corner of the Chinese man's back room, the Mogwai dozed fitfully. View Poll: And for the final time this round... Deadline is Wednesday 9th December at 19.00
..., occasionally punctuated by the flickering yellow lights of a nearby town. Krycek sits in the passenger seat, wrapped in an afghan blanket with his head resting against the window. He is sleepingfitfully, shivering and fighting against the seatbelt. She wonders what he’s dreaming of. They are about an hour from St Petersburg. They passed the Finnish border some time ago. Their ...
... likely, that we can fall off the horse on the other side. Are we so fixated on what is ahead for us that we chafe impatiently at the fact that You have not brought it to pass yet, sleepingfitfully in the pews and waiting for Heaven? There's a battle to be fought here and now. As You are long-suffering and desire that fellow humans come to repentance, shape and sharpen that same desire in us. ...
... Sarah Puckerman, who wasn’t so little anymore. “I really don’t know what I’m going to do.” “Quinn, no one’s going to think less of you for not doing it.” Quinn stared down at the fitfullysleeping baby, and inwardly cursed Sarah fucking Puckerman. If she wanted to ruin her own life, that was fine, but did she have to screw up this baby’s life, too? She couldn’t have just gone to therapy like ...
...went to the passage and ran through with tears falling. Then she saw Erik’s nightmare. “Oh lord…they are monsters.” Wait, what? No, what just happened? Did she suddenly see into Erik's fitfully dreaming brain? Were they psychically linked by the power of true love omg? Was that sentence so incoherent that it imploded upon itself? Was that a Big Lipped Telepathy Moment? What was that?! Elizabeth ...
... to the corner and lay down, curling up tight and closing his eyes. The room was cold and noisy. Strange lights burned blue and green in the room and they made it hard to sleep. He shivered, dozing fitfully as morning neared, waking uncertain of himself. The lights came on and he got up onto his knees, resisting the urge to rub his eyes. A man entered the room, crossed to the cage and opened it. ...
... in him. If Aki's experience with the man was similar to what Fuyuki remembered, Aki would be counting the days until his birthday eagerly. At first glance, everything seemed as it should. The client slept fitfully, but that was standard. He was a restless sleeper, prone to tossing and turningat night. Judging by the marks on Aki's exposed skin, it was obvious that he'd been with Aki for most of...
...Merlin's hand strokes Arthur's hair as he pants for breath, and together they moan and writhe through the night. When the sun is starting to rise through the window and Merlin has managed to doze fitfully for a few hours, he groans his unhappiness about being awake and rolls onto his front. Vampires and sex, he decides as he looks around the bed, are two incredibly messy things. Messy and sticky....
So, after fitfully sleeping for just a few hours I was awakened by the steel beasts eating away at my street. Apparently there are no sophisticated ways of digging through a paved street, so instead you get into a construction vehicle, turn it's little claw thing upside down, and then smash the crap outta the road a good eight hundred times in a row. Then you move it a few inches, and start ...
