The Manimal Chronicles #17: A Framing Story
"senator," the bald man said, "could you come here for a minute?" a gray-haired man with dark brown eyes emerged from the bedroom and looked at the bald man. "what is it, matthew?"
Die Legende des silbernen Drachen 31
Jeder mann und jede frau muss seinen oder ihren beitrag leisten damit wir bald wieder in frieden leben können. niemand darf sich drücken und wir beide, vanessa, du und ich müssen uns dem schlimmsten übel von allen stellen das es gibt.
Alpha, Beta, Omega 2
At his age, bushroot was nothing more than a balding spinster, something that dr. gary and dr. larson didn't hesitate to remind him of at every available opportunity. a male beta, the lowest on the totem pole of life.
Furside - Chapter 15, The Witch and the Warrior (Part 1)
The bald man said dejectedly, looking down at his shuffling feet. "you said the bonds will hold her, correct?" "only for a time, we must act quickly and kill her before the dweomers i laid upon the bonds expire."
The Divide
Said the bald man."let me guess then. you are bad cop."he said pointing at the haired man."you are the want to be tougher cop."he said pointing at the bald cop."
A gift to remember
I chuckle, every time, imagining how my baldness keeps itself when such a vision becomes true. alas, i cannot see myself, only the things that truly matter. higher than any other palace, keep, castle or manor.
The Grand Council
The man was tall, easily seven feet in height, and as bald as the covarus, but no one could possibly mistake him for one of the monks.
Just Another Gay High School Romance chapter 1
He had gray hair and his head was balding. no one ever talked in that class, even the talkative kids. mr.
Anthro Cuisine
Turan clicked his tongue, shaking his bald head, “you just admitted to a crime there, it’s a good thing the dinner went far better than expected. i think we can ignore that.”
Marco für sich. Irgendwie sind die drei Geschwister und Freunde Geschichte .2
Ohne etwas zu sagen die gruppe weiter bis in den wald machen hast, wie die verbindung geschlossen in. bald genug, sie könnten den zaun um das ziel zu sehen.
Die Welt des goldenen Mondes - Kapitel 1: Der verletzte Wolf
Warum weine ich, wenn ich daran denke das du bald weg bist?", fragte er sich in gedanken und plötzlich kamen die alten fragen wieder in ihm hoch: „was zieht mich? wohin zieht es mich? wann - aber - es zieht mich nicht!"
Poem: Zerodyme van Drayke
Doch jeder fürchtet die bestie recht bald. so ruht zerodyme, die bestie der nacht, in dem heiligen wald, um dessen ruhe sie keiner mehr bracht.