Return of the Lycans 1
He yawned and closed his eyes one last time as he fell asleep and, blocking out the golden orbs almost peering though the sheer nylon.
Sudden Death
Another orb of cracking yellow energy? only bigger than the last? even through my tears, i can see it. "i'm too close to lose now!" that orb is rocketing towards us again, but...
Two Kings
With that, sigfried jerked the blade, pushing it through entirely, staring up into his brothers eyes to watch the last flicker of life leave those golden orbs.
Dragon Hunt: Chapter 1
Left behind, melu stared once more at the golden orb as the shouts of the two echoed down the halls. "what... are you?" she asked herself, before she gathered the bag, placing the orb inside of it and lifted it up, slinging it over her shoulder.
The Beginning of a New Race: Chapter Six
I had taken the insult from zen to heart, forcing myself not to slip back into sleep when i was woken by the morning orb's rays.
New Beginnings
Another orb, this one sleeker, came in through the open door. it stopped a few feet away from troy, "welcome to the doomhammer.
The Beginning of a New Race: Chapter Five
The yellow orb had almost reached the tops of the trees for the second time in the day when zen stood up and motioned for me to do the same.
Double Edged
He sat sphinx-style, his lethal talons gripping a large orb of black smoky substance; nocturne's power. tendrils of the stuff floated from the surface of the orb and drifted into glayce's open maw.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book IX Chapter 9
He mumbled, gulping, he gazed towards the black orb "i'm here" the rumbling voice clearly came from the orb "you're in the t-tail" he stammered, he couldn't decide if he was scared or in awe "really? i don't see anything.
Blindside
Real love, i mean… from my mate…" warmth blazed in the raptor's eyes as she turned her gaze away from her father and up into jack's mechanical orbs. even through the cold metal she could feel him return her adoration.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 1
All those lives…the orb of dragon kind…” “were you not the one who said that orb couldn’t fall into dreadflame’s clutches? that the dragon spirit within would be just whatever this gold dragon calling himself the emperor would need?
Servant and Dragon: Broken Spirits (Part 3) - Commission for Arnak
He dumped his equipment on the ground and began scrawling glyphs around the orb, himself, and on the orb. this should work, it would have to work.