The Blanket — 5
Annies voice would let little laughs out, and it reminded ed of a blanket on a line, drying in the wind and rustling minutely against itself.
The Blanket — 4
#5 of the blanket funny how little anachronous thoughts burrow their way into a mind at the strangest opportunities, little out of place happenings to the conscious.
The Blanket — 3
#4 of the blanket "mom?" eds voice said as he peeked into the kitchen, in the quiet calm of the house at night. every one of his friends had left, their parents included, and he and his mother were left to their leftover cake and banners.
The Blanket — 1
And he did the same, feeling her like a blanket.
A Rude Awakening Chapter One- Wake Up Call
A Rude Awakening The call came at an ungodly hour in the dark-times of night. Jonathan rolled over in his twin sized mattress and gazed bleary-eyed towards the desk where his phone continued to buzz and jingle gaily next to the alarm clock that read...
Snow's Blanket (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The basilisk groaned softly as the light of the rising sun filtered its way through the snow accumulated atop his body. Another night had passed under the weight of ice and snow, but the sounds of this morning did not seem to extend beyond the soft...
Coalescence Book I - Chapter 16 - Blankets
I was trapped.. but he was warm, and soft, like a buncha fluffy blankets and despite my awkward position i was also exhausted. he had better not get any morning wood, i swear to god.
Modest Mouse
With quick precision i wrapped the blankets around my body and then she settled into my lap as i wrapped my arms and by extension the blanket around her.
It's My Life
\>instead of the blanket, her paw loosely gripped at your shirt under the blanket. \>her snoot pressed against your shoulder as you -really- dug into her fur with your fingertips.
The Longest Time
\>your teeth chatter as you slide under your blankets, the thin sheet and heavy blankets feeling like ice. 100. \>you hoped you would be able to get to sleep soon. 101. 102.
Forest Keep 4
"leave him on the blanket...
Round Two
"it's a blanket! a blanket!" the cougar's golden fur poked through the knit as she leaned over, bending her twelve-foot-tall frame down to squarely stare the seven-foot-tall stallion at the till straight in the eyes. "i just want a t-shirt. a sweater.