Punctuated Line
Like punctuating the last line of a poem, I flourish my [weapon] and poke! Right...
Like punctuating the last line of a poem, I flourish my [weapon] and poke! Right...
Precision is poetry. My actions ooze rhythm, each step an iamb. I position my...
Fate tickles me as I launch myself forward, knowing I’ll trip and tumble, seemingly...
A four piece am I: First is my bow the tool of my trade, then the string—of gut it is...
Ammunition, Assassin, Ballroom, Bard, Combat, Music, Player, Ranged weapon, Verse
I stride like the tide, my crashing throw wide, from the force of a tsunami this fool...
Like a terrier nipping at the heels of a bull, I lunge in and lunge out, ever moving,...
Like a massive mollusk, the red-orange soft shell of the floating beast bubbles with...
Aberration, Intergalactic, Monster, Mutant, Sky, Space Fantasy, Starfinder
The floating bag of loose skin and sharp bones—gulping and spluttering green...
Aberration, Intergalactic, Monster, Mutant, Sky, Space Fantasy, Starfinder
Like two wretched creatures forced to become one, the hunched goblinoid has too many...
One musician’s score, sitting open on a music stand, contains scribbles in the margins....