Exposure - Chapter Ten
The driving rhythm was easy to latch on to, and although his brain was complaining that he didn't know how to dance, his body proved to him that he did.
Shadow of a Freelancer Ch 19.) Broken Lucidity
After the solo was done he went back to the rhythm and continued singing.
Um... Unamed story Teaser chapter 1 :3
His deep voice vibrated the fixtures on the wall as he let out a rumbling chuckle, his jungle green chest bouncing in rhythm. nissa and i exchange a quick glance, then blush deeply. he certainly knew our buttons, that man.
Affurmation Chapter 7: Skirting The Issue
He tapped a quick rhythm on his antlers. "well great, now that everybody's finally here, we can get started." "what's on the schedule for today, wy?" jasper asked as he unzipped his gig bag and removed his bass guitar.
The Last Days of Autumn
A steady rhythm; ba-doom, ba-doom, ba-doom. golden specks of light fell upon the marble floor. from hanging flowerpots, vines and ranks spilled down in cascades of green, fallen leaves scattered below.
Eyes like the Forest (1)
The creak of the wagon, the gentle rocking as it rumbled down the road in its steady rhythm, the soft birdsong and warm sunlight seemed to pull him ever deeper into weariness as he reclined in the open back, among the cargo.
Rowan Fafnir: Prologue
The heavy rain splattered against the cold, dark stones, keeping an almost foreboding rhythm. darkness blanketed the ancient keep like a shroud, its ivy-covered walls and towers blurred by the shadows.
[THE WORLD] of Monsters - Chapter 06
Butters interrupts with their nails clacking on the barkeep in frustrated rhythm. but... you said i'm about to like, enter a cycle? the figure nods, as far as butters can parse with the visibility.
STI- Teresa's Discovery
He felt the press of warm bodies as he was carried, jerking forward and then back as his bearers fought for a rhythm. these were a different sort of animal, something he had no experience with and therefore couldn't accurately judge.
Dancing
We danced but never truly took our eyes off the soldiers, bodies moving to a rhythm and pace dictated by the gramophone, if the band was not playing.
From the Desk of Ms. Bellington 3: Multitasking
"_ the rush hour ritual is closing down and everyone has begun to get into the rhythm of getting reports filed, attending long, boring meetings you just want to shoot yourself for and staff making and meeting deadlines nearly as short as a lunch hour.
Eyes of stone : Chapter 1
"it's cause he's a rhythm game god." "i never knew... tell me, what brother doesn't know his brother's nickname?" adam asked rhetorically. "don't sweat it. i think you're a great brother... he said good stuff about you.