Ileum collision - Infidelity and Chicanery: Fungal ambrosia and the hero's journey
Apart from more poetic tangents, it didn't take long for the duo to get a move on, with lance's sandcycle being well hidden in a small cave relatively close to the oasis.
Chasing the Sun - Chapter 46: A Brother’s Promise
That was poetic and stuff but that didn't answer his question. should he trust the panther? down there, his so-called friends seemed to be debating the same thing. some chose to go with pacal and retreated, some chose to go with ludwig and proceeded.
Mischievous Sands
What mattered now was not who wrote them, or if they sounded particularly poetic or dramatic, but that he remembered the words. "and so are we to continue this silent madness?" dr.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 11
_smiles can spread like a disease_, layla thought with wonder, which was a rather un-poetic way of looking at it, but that didn't make it any less true.
Trolley Hangover
"poetic." "perhaps," was the tabby cat's whisper, and she licked her fangs. and stared deep into the autumn night. as she leaned back in her seat. a minute more, at the ambling speed they were going, they were there.
A Soft, Soft Night
"poetic," the rabbit said simply, tilting her head. ross nodded. "we do not have bugs on my world. or, at least, none that you would be familiar with. we have things called ice bores. worms that burrow into ice.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 11
Smiles can spread like a disease, layla thought with wonder, which was a rather un-poetic way of looking at it, but that didn't make it any less true.
Box Cars and Park Benches
And feeling rather poetic, he had noticed._ _ "so, i'm thinking of getting a stack of pancakes and a whole heap of bacon," carlos had said. "maybe some eggs and toast. what about you?"
Legion of Sytarel - Ch. 5: Formation of the Legion
"muriaj will fall beneath the shadows of sytarel's armies," xellik said, trying to sound poetic. "we are the shadow legion." "fitting," thesu said. "the blackhorn are at your command, warlord."
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 7
That would be rather poetic, don't you think? to die by the same river that claimed banno's life? garten would have loved it, the way he was always going on about poetry. ooh, i hope that's what happened!"
Blue-Eyed
Prompting her to pose, in poetic prose, "who watches the watchers?" the question was rhetoric, but field was prone to swing his racket at such questions. was forced to up his love. 15 love. 40. swing. field turned, tilted his head.
Homicide Detective
"it's some sort of poetic conundrum, or something like that. it's not literally true, of course; i mean, i'm still here and breathing. i guess... i'm not very good at existential thinking." "but you're a good detective."