Drunken Lullabies #17
Turning down the hallway towards his own room before his pride began to glow and wake them up, the giant attempted to walk softly down the wooden hall.
Turning White
The wooden decking ran all the way up to the edge of the water, and there was seating inside the pool made from a mix of rock formations and wooden benching. it all gave the gentle impression of being built into a naturally occurring hotspring.
Part One - Whispering Shadows
It closely resembled a squire, practicing his fencing skills, or a group of children, blithely playing knights with wooden sticks. in spite of how it seemed, varan wasn't carefree at all.
Drunken Lullabies #9
Eventually tripping over them and landing on the wooden floors. this is why his body had padding, he half grumbled looking at the progress of those paws.
The Carousel of Spirits
The plainly wooden horse stood in artie's workshop for a week while he waited for his hands to recover. he would need a steady hand to paint it. when he was ready, artie brought out an extra bright light to shine on the wooden horse.
Zion - LotNM Character Prologue (Elias Hewen - 1st Draft)
The drawn out metallic screech went unheard as the linkage buckled and one of the three chains broke free, its heavy links crashing through part of the wooden framework.
The Great Prophet Of Zao Chapter 15: a Cauldron of Fire
Charmaine walks forward and sits on the right side of me then holds out wooden bowl and says "drink this, it should help you get better." i look over to eros who has his usual devilish smile on his face.
Flying Circus
He raised an eyebrow, leaning back on a tree branch, seeming not to care that he was placed on a precarious wooden ladder that sounded as though it might just disintegrate under his feet.
Not Quite Calorie-Free
Slowly wedging herself through the wooden doorframe, even if it was still snapping from constant splits from time to time.
Who is Schyster Werkes?
Benjamin gave the wooden shard to the lion, who proceeded to pick his teeth with it. "there!" he said. "an important man like me can't be seen with spinach between his fangs."
Shipwrecked
His strength was dwindling, and he was having a difficult time holding onto the curved wooden surface as it lazily bobbed in the waters.
Against All Odds: Part 39 - The Extrication of Alexei Korolev
His elder reached out to the old wooden clock resting upon the mantelpiece. little did he know it then, but the time it read, five-thirtyfive, would sear itself into alexei's mind forever.