...No more." Sam tugged his arm, this time freeing it from Dean's grasp. Once he was cut off from the supply of fresh vampire blood, all the good sensations were gone. Dean could hear his heart... hear it slowing. He could feel his organs shutting down one by one. Eyes wide, he stared at Sam. "More... need more... dying," he rasped, mind a mess of confusion. Why... why was Sam doing this to him? ...
... to get one foot in front of the other to get to the finish. This time, I was actually racing. We were coming up to the finish, when that woman returned my favor of pushing her when she was feeling like slowing down. She came up behind me and yelled, "This is it! Come on! Sprint!" And I did. There were three timing mats right there at the end. I had no idea which was the actual end, so I didn't ...
.... The trick with the groceries is to make sure that she has her own bag of groceries that don't include any bruisable fruits or glass jars. I suppose the net result of this speeding up and slowing down of my life is patience. Or perhaps adaptability. More likely both. I find it fascinating to see how i've changed and continue to change in this incredibly strange journey. In the meantime i'll ...
... decent man out of you they'll pay for the wedding!" With that sentence and Wills laughter carrying into the hall Skandar realized that his parents were gone. Will was in one of his joking moods. Slowing his pace he arrived into the kitchen. "Very funny Will." "Oh I definitely had you going!" Will looked over his shoulders and took in Skandar's appearance. His curly hair looked more wild than ...
Slowing down a bit, finally. In part this is due to a busy weekend full of music, so I can hardly complain about that. Another contributing factor, though, is that I'm into the hard stuff now. Lots of mood, lots of tense and emotional bits, and those take forever to write. So it goes. Originally published at Ornamental Tortoise .
...unable to stop a sigh of relief as it came free and he was able to wrap his hand around it. “Do it slowly,” said Dean. “Don’t rush it.” Sam rolled his eyes, but complied with his command, slowing up the movement of his hand until he was stroking himself with long, steady strokes. He could almost feel Dean’s eyes on him, hot and intense, and it made him want to show off, to do everything he could...
... warming his hands. The flames cast a ethereal glow on his features and Ryoma finds himself staring in awe. “You're alive,” he stammers. “We buried you. I was there.” “I practiced the art of slowing my heart down to almost nothing.” “But the body...” “I had a replacement made.” Ryoma swallows. “Five years. We wallowed for five years and lost so many along the way and you... you hid yourself...
... cracks up, and by the time they get to the bus and up the steps Callum's in a serious riff about no, really, that scene with the riverboat and "we're certainly not showing any signs that we are slowing" is fucking scary and if you slow down the tape there's all this weird shit and a quick shot of a chicken getting its head chopped off, and maybe we could get Bruce to mix a quick chicken shot in ...
... Makoni describe her reasons for leaving her homeland » Today, she lives with her family in the United Kingdom. She still serves as executive director of her organization and shows no signs of slowing down. GCN has partnered with the DOVE project, a group based in Essex, England, that deals with domestic violence. "We are now bringing the girls from a local community to the international ...
... that I’m doing is a traveling art show in conjunction with Bloodshot Record’s anniversary. And I’m going to do an art show in Miami in December. God knows you’ve got enough going on. Do you ever think about slowing down? No. I’m picking up speed as I go. Life is short and I don’t have all day and I’m in a big hurry to get things accomplished. What else are you working on? We’ve got a Knitters...
