Tag: wood

I’m young and strong, there isn’t anything I can’t do.
The dog’s ears straightened into sharp points.
It just didn’t add up.
He didn’t want to be taken away.
The past must not mortgage the future.
That’s what happens as you get older; everything is a long time ago.
The rush of time that passes so slowly and so fast.
The present that disappears like water over the waterfall.
The story has to start somewhere.
But I very much doubt that that could be what you’re allergic to.
She wasn’t used to being ignored.
Get it done. Whatever it is.
I need to think about this!
We haven’t really talked!
I gave you time and space, and you made your own use of it.
Don’t quit now, he tells himself.
Know thine enemy, all the best authorities advised.
What do you want me to do?
Each of the hens has a dozen chickens. The chickens grow up and have more chickens.
But where are you sending me now?
We’re certainly something. We’re still trying to work out precisely what.
So you’re saying we’ve got the ground all covered?
Think about it. I know I’m right.
Do you want to do something?
They all live happily ever after.
But first of all we watch the fish.
The forest is still and it feels a good place to be.
Some things just happen.
There’s no denying it’s a remarkable thing.
The world is home to outlandish creatures.
I can’t remember.
He has no idea how he feels about this.