Breaking in and entering?

... a moment to collect his thoughts, groaning at the slight discomfort this trip had delivered. At the moment he was an upside down tangle of armor and couch cushions. He pulled out his communicator and looked at it. "Halfway through the sixth hour, now where am I?" He snorted as he adjusted his goggles and began to righten himself. It looked like he was still on the ship. Seems he failed again.

Fic [Supernatural] Moments in time

..., “Do you remember…? No, you were too little back then.” “What?” Sam looked at Dean closely. “Do you sometimes wish you could relive certain moments of your life? Like starting over again and righten a mistake?” Sam sighed. “Almost every day.” ~~~~~ Michigan, January 1985 Big fluffy snowflakes fell on the frozen up motel pool. It was dark outside and the only lamp in the yard had been ...

Pre-series - Moments in time - Dean/Sam/John - PG-13

..., “Do you remember…? No, you were too little back then.” “What?” Sam looked at Dean closely. “Do you sometimes wish you could relive certain moments of your life? Like starting over again and righten a mistake?” Sam sighed. “Almost every day.” ~~~~~ Michigan, January 1985 Big fluffy snowflakes fell on the frozen up motel pool. It was dark outside and the only lamp in the yard had been ...

          So pretty much i havent righten anything here in way too long. Tyson reminded me of that.  Yesterday was the fourth of July. A good one. The plan was to have a bunch of people come to my house to have a big lunch and then watch Independance Day. Two people ended up coming: Jennifer and Rachel. We have alot of food, and I'm already thinking that there's no way the three of us will eat it ...

I CLIMBED A MOUNTAIN...need i say more?!

... breath, i would feel as though i were suffocating and couldnt get enough air. so when the time came for us to actually leave and start walking, i went into a bit of a panic cos i couldn't seem to righten my breathing and i felt for sure that i was going to suffocate right quick! or atleast that i would run out of air further up and they wouldn't be able to rush me back to safety intime. so after ...

((OOC: Ficlet200: 141 - 150))

... free hand, gripping the older tauren by the shoulder. With a laugh, the elder reached out and snatched the plate from his grip, lest it end up in the pond. She set it upon her lap before helping to righten him. "Samhuinn, don't fall!" she exclaimed, her chuckle deep in her throat. Once she was certain he was not about to land in the mud, she smiled up at him. "What a surprise this is. How... why...

I'm still bleedng

... I'm still bleeding I'm still bleeding [x5] And I pulled you closer for a sense of relief - I've been crucified for all my beliefs As I take this shotgun and put it in my mouth - Set it to righten my sorrows and blast all the pain out Now it pulls me under - Now the pain it breeds To stitch me closed - But I still bleed I'm still bleeding [repeat] Open your eyes - lead me inside And ...

the posits of two sides of the coin.

...everyone around me knew I had an awful week. monday, tuesday and wednesday were difficult times to deal with. but things will be okay I think. I hope. I work the next four days straight. so hopefully things will righten. I need to turn a page. the band is shaping up. its my one high hope. my only problem is the ridiculous process of the band name. to me, its non-issue. the name of the band isn...

Canis Canem Venture Chapter 2

...'s there? W-wait a minute!” the loud footsteps were right on top of him and before he knew it he felt a large mass tackle into him, knocking him off balance and to the floor. Before he could righten himself from the attack he heard the scrape of metal against the cold floor a few feet behind his head. “How dare you enter here. Leave this place!” Dean saw a giant wrench hoist into the air on its ...

sacrifice, part ii

..., ever-so slightly warmth that seemed to penetrate, unyieldingly my arms, my tummy, my legs.  legs! legs! A distant cloud cleared.   Summoning strength  to righten myself, heavens.  a plethora of emotions swamped my tattered soul, burying my head into my hands. what have i done? trying to reach out my dear, ...