Rain in The meadows (Twokinds snippet)
It wasn't even all that painful, just disorienting.
The Dragon's breath
After getting lost a few times due to the disorienting nature of the lights, i find my way to a small bar nestled off to the side called the dragon's breath. the door seems to have been painted over since i was last here.
Amber Silverblood: Rogue Wolf, Chapter Fourteen
The chair shattered and the gargoyle staggered away from me, disoriented. i grunted in disappointment. a hit like that should have taken his head clean off.
A slightly less silly Echo fanfic
disoriented, he screamed and paddled erratically until he felt his foot hitting something. not a rock, a person. "jane!?" tj screamed again and looked dowards, watering entering his mouth and nose.
You Can't Hide It Forever - Part 8
I looked around disoriented, rubbing my neck. i swore i could still feel the coils around my neck... i was panting, wheezing, he heart racing and my palms sweaty. but i didn't feel any coils.
Team X ch 4
The soldiers were blinded and disoriented, but as for nathaniel and john, they used their powerful sense of smell to pin point their opponents' locations.
On My Country's Honor pt. 1
His right arm was bleeding badly and he was disoriented. he turned to see his attacker: a red fox wearing casual clothes holding a pistol. "felicity look out!" he shouted to warned her but it was too late.
Academy High's And Lows 5
It wasn't even a second after he hit the ground that his face was assaulted by a furry of disorienting blows to his temple and cheeks. somehow, though, his head found comfort in the shield of his arms.
Lightning Falls: Chapters 1-3
With a grunt, michael attempted to sit up, only to disorient himself. "elders, he's awake!" the high, slightly hoarse voice calls. she seemed so familiar, though here eyes were red and bloodshot, her cheeks still wet.
Drawing on the Past
He felt a little strange, disoriented and thick-headed. puzzled, he reached up to rub one temple with the back of his hand. huh? the pencil fell from his grip as he traced large protrusions on his forehead with his fingers.
Mischief Makers
The residual water finished leaking through the slat-wood floor into the ground beneath as greg scooped the disoriented squawky up off the floor. "i got glendencal!" said greg, holding him up. "good going!" said antoine.
Life in the Apocalypse: Chapter 16
Cali laughed, seeing how confused and disoriented i was. but the angelic sound of her laughter was more than enough to snap me out of it. "greg, you don't have to talk, just listen, okay?"