Two Sides to Every Tale Ch.4
He was tall (but then again, everyone was tall to n), and he was wearing faded black pants made from tough fabric, and most likely white shirt, and some kind of colorful overshirt.
Chapter Ten - Reflection
._ i roll over onto my side, pulling my pillow close to me, the soft fabric rubbing against my chest. _i can't stop thinking about how close he was to me, either.
The Forest
With a great snarl, he dug his newfound claws into the frail fabric of his shirt, ripping it to shreds with terrifying ease.
City Nights Ch.1
And i heard the awfullest commotion, i ran into the storefront to see dwight on the ground with a wound on his face while this thug was running out with some expensive looking fabric.
If only...
Forever sewn into the fabrics of my soul. the way you make me smile, the way you make me laugh. you make my heart flutter when i see you. it seems your my soul purpose. your my friend but i want more. i want your warm arms to hold me when i'm sad.
Wendy's Wonderful Wardrobe
What shocks most of her patrons is just how comfortable the fabrics she sells are. they hug so nicely to the body and fill out your form with grace and style.
The Clockwork Falcon - part 4: Maiden Voyage
The wings' loose fabric snapped in the breeze until it was pulled taught by the metal spindles holding it. they began their carefully coordinated journey in powerful flaps that caused the machine to roll forward slowly. "okay, lad.
Vivat Draco
Their movement was silent save for the quiet swish of the fabric.
TMF-Ep42-The End-
Thomas and the other magic fighters were watching their senior teammates graduate and out of frustration from losing the battle months ago, thomas had used his fire powers and ripped an actual hole in the fabric of reality. "what the?"
Wolftrine
,asked xellia rainia opened her hand to reveal the fabric.
Asylum (Poem)
Locked up and not even caring but my thoughts of you are so daring wrapped in a fabric of undying affection hooked in place by your attention.
My Glass Is Forever Half-Empty
I want to do is finally break down and cry is it that i keep letting what's left of my pride get in my way or is there something else the keeps my mind stuck on that day all the alcohol in the world can't get you off of my mind it's almost as if the fabric