Book 1, Genesis: PREFACE
.** thank you for taking the time to read through my outlines and musings. i hope you will enjoy the chronicles of james travant.
Everwinter Ch25: Means of Severing
I leaned closer and mused, "how does it feel, clyde? are you scared? anxious? do you long for home?" clyde's expression twisted into anger, "why are you doing this?" "why?
Walls: Reboot 12 - The Looking Glass
She mused at me, almost shifting a little as if unsteady, "of course..." jack called out, "vilkas! could use your help over here!" i raised a warning finger to her, "play nice..." ## **62 a.e.
an unexpected guest
“that is, if he wakes up at all,” johann mused. the skaven was sick but fetching a healer was out of the question. he would have to keep the little rat dry and warm and hope he would last through the night.
Everwinter Ch35: Mote of Light
Cyrus mused with bemused grin that made his tail flick back and forth. i sighed, took a moment to relax, and then linked the now open rift with the transporter platform in the room.
Walls: Reboot 8 - The Ever Gray
Athena mused. 'investigating cultists seemed more like an external matter. now we're dealing with internal matter, crimes potentially committed by hybrids,' i thought.
Equus Vs. Harry Smith.
The judge mused wryly, peering at the prosecutor. "i believe it's my witness next." mused the pony. "so it is. carry on." shada'an sighed out.
Ty's Other Taur-iffic Adventure
mused ty. "ty!!" "what? i was just kidding..." "no, ty, look! look outside! something really weird is going on!" ty peered out of the frost-lined window. "...foxes?"
Reverie
Rysk mused, the raccoon's snark eliciting a small laugh. "she must've been a handful." "you don't even want to know the half of it..."
Ragnarok - Prologue
But muses speak no more. i know not how to call them down again, to wake them up, to catch their bright contagion of the tongue, then i could speak as i would speak.
The Heist (Act1, Book2, Chapter9)
The sculpture of the three muses held a large orange ball above their heads. fox stared down at it from above. "don't drop me on that big ass disco ball, please. i don't think the three muses would be very happy." his descent slowed.
Return to Form
He mused, chugging more of his lemonade as he tapped a blunt claw against his countertops. the unassuming god was quite a curious one, even among his peers.