Hoodrat Shit
Jack said nothing at first, letting the silence of the room grease the cogs of his thoughts. "yeah well… she didn't give me much choice." "she took ya jacket. shoulda known right then an' there, fool." "i guess."
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 16
Maybe not anything major, maybe just a tiny little cog in the clock.
Antecedent 7
"i understand that she can be an annoyance, but this amount of damage..." the nurse trailed off, looking up at the pegasus for several long moments, the cogs working in her mind.
Distress Signal
"you'd think a dragon half made of metal would know how to work a cog and screw properly!", the elderly dragon spat out. "just goes to show that you can't rely on anyone anymore!
Strangers After All: Part VII
His only movements were to turn the steering wheel or check the rear-view mirror, but i knew the cogs were turning in his mind. he had to come to terms with needing to tell his family, and i thought i'd helped to push him forward a little.
Southern Free Agents, Ch 3
.-- maura stepped up to the edge of the tunnel, lowering her goggles before twisting one of the cogs on the side. the bear peered into the passage for just a moment and then pulled back behind cover.
The Ways of the Tribe - Chapter 1
A grin had appeared on garlon's face as he watched the cogs whir in kyyanno's mind, and the young cheetah looked up at the large cat, his own smile forming.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 4: Aftermath
The spectral fingers plucked a tarnished coin, wedged tightly between several cogs. the moment it was removed, the construct whirred back to full efficiency, gears spinning smoothly once more. a slow smirk crept onto axton’s face. "good as new.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 74
These were no brightly polished wooden gears and cogs and wheels. these were no sacks of flour waiting to be loaded. these were no tools hanging from the walls. the darkness had changed them, warped them into something they were not.
Darzarath - To Anger the Shadow
It saddened her that such a young and genuine character was just another cog in an indistinguishable and unrecognizable machine of power that escaped even her notice until only recently. she had to probe further. "mr hunig, may i ask you something?"
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 166
These were no brightly polished wooden gears and cogs and wheels. these were no sacks of flour waiting to be loaded. these were no tools hanging from the walls. the darkness had changed them, warped them into something they were not.
The Father
cogs turned in adira's head as the realisation went around her mind. he probably would only be ten minutes down the road at the windmill.