Rio Remembers
A cool breeze blows across your face, putting your mind at ease with a calm and dreamy feeling. the feathers of your wings rustle in the breeze, flexing and adjusting, letting you turn through the sky with barely a thought.
Creative Writing Prompt #2: Nature Scene
A breeze gently flies past the pair, sending a wave of movement through the tired tendrils hanging down towards the ground.
Blood on Ice - Chapter Seventeen
Midnight led me toward the sound of the breathing breeze, which led us into a rock corridor of this cave.
The green hills
I took the first few steps carefully, until i could feel the gentle puffs of a warm breeze curling through my fur.
Vocational Retraining: Epilogue
We remained motionless, leaning and basking in our mutual embrace, the gentle tropical breeze and the surrounding wilderness tickling at our senses and contributing to our inner peace.
Poem #89: The Wind
The breeze wants to be more than a breeze; but remain a breeze it will; for even a breeze has it's time and place. ~bhscorch [!
A Winter Paramour
A breeze blows through the trees and rushes past me. the weight is lifted and i can breath again. without thinking, i was holding it. listening. i didn't dare make a sound. i might miss _it._ _he. him._ someone. no one. an indefinate article.
Clown Mare 6-2
He got outside and the breeze went in his face with that nice warm front. he then walked five miles to the northwest. "i just hope it was worth it. the knowledge from the library in the restriction section."
Flowers For Serath #3
A light breeze blows across his fur that gives him a chill, he shakes it off as he has all others. our tiger takes a deep breath as he takes in the sounds of the waves that lap over the rocks and the birds fishing for their meals out of the wide river.
Journey's End
\*\*\* the gentle sound of the tide washing in mingled with the faint breeze rustling the trees around a little home that was nestled just south of lavender town along route twelve.
The Lucky Ones Chapter 4: A Free Night Sky
I'll just keep it a surprise._ "yeah there's a pretty nice camp spot a few miles this way, nice little place to escape this breeze." we started to head west, allowing the sun its beautiful rays cascading our shadows forward.
By The Ocean's Side. Chapter Two.
The salty breeze blew by, rustling the otters’ fur and the human’s hair. it was warm and smelled of the ocean and of the aquatic life out an about. it was the perfect day.