Living Legends: Volume (Mew)Two: Part 5
She gave him a hurt look, her eyes reddening and misting over slightly. "you don't like me?"
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 11
Vacka turned, his white robes whipping around and disturbing the mists. he began to walk away in haste. "i don't need your help for this," he said. "foolish one!" it replied, "you will find nothing but pain!" "perhaps, and perhaps not."
In The Mist Of The Erie Isles - Episode 57
In The Mist Of The Erie Isles By Mantrid Brizon Episode Fifty-Seven: Contemplation Sitting quietly in their home, the fire crackling beneath the cast iron pot, a young man stares into the flames. The soft amber glow...
Twisted Night: Chapter 8
Her heart throbbed as her eyes misted, and she felt more alone out in the sky than she had ever been before. she cried as her wings carried her around, long sorrow filled sounds that were lost within the wind as she dove.
After Hours
As jamey watched, the sunrise yellow of the contents misted and danced, sometimes so clear as to be merely an anticipation, sometimes so dense as to obliterate the space it only occasionally occupied.
Twisted Night: Chapter 4
Cryans eyes misted. “i wish you the best of luck hadariel. “ the elf patted his back, then clasped him on the shoulder and shook his hand. the human wiped his eyes, accounting it to the dust as he gripped the elves hand firmly.
Changes of heart: Ghosts
Khan's eyes misted lightly when old mo joined them at the table and regaled the youngster with tales from khan's mercenary days, when temet was his company's headquarters and the night owl the only place he felt safe.
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 15
She asked with a half smile, her eyes still misting from the tears. "i did in fact mention a harp." he rumbled, licking her snout with his tongue and casting away her tears.
WIP
**story** raindrops dripped from the leaves of an acai plant as a light rain misted a sleeping forest. everything was silent except for the sounds of the raindrops and the occasional low rumblings off in the distance.
What the Reeds Hold
My eyes did not want to leave the water. I did not want to look anywhere but before me. Any shift in my vision would remind me of the dangers that lay all around me, the danger at my back, the dangerous who held my leash. I...
WOLVES MIST - Chapter 2(.2)
Skye, Snow and Chris sat down, looking out at the thin clouds skidding lazily across the sky. All three of them sat in silence, each of them wracking their brains as to what to say, finally Chris broke the impasse. "Thank you for waking me up." Snow...
Journey
Indefinite fate transcends the unlit paths, yet this lakeside forest adventure alone promised so much more; skirting puddle after puddle, simply postponing the unavoidable misstep by straddling the myriad of quagmires persistent despite the loitering silvery mist's