Our Human Masks, Chapter 2
After some octogenarian gave a little speech about how she “found christ" after her husband left her, we walked to the auditorium for another sermon. i approached the arm-wrestling girl for a conversation. “so, barf. just who came up with that name?"
Season and Spice #3
Assume that san furnando was a relatively secular city, but with its population being something to the tune roughly four million people it meant that even on a sunday in sanfur you'd still get a sizeable rush of people right after church let out from their sermons
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 26)
Out of respect for the little bird's passionate sermon, desmond and solomon begrudgingly walk side by side. perhaps because of the guise of a friendly outing, solomon breaks the usual vow of silence established between the two.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 28)
The whole day is dedicated to mindless, useless, pointless, worthless sermons.
Werefox's Dillema- Chapter 2
Oh well, if you need me i'll be downstairs preparing for tomorrow's sermon. i'll leave you alone." the man turns around with his shoulders slouched over a bit and walks away.
War of the Wolf: Tartan King
Boswell had the most names to recount during the sermon, but one stood out to avogadro; 'aingeal'.
Through the eyes and wings of love
John growls, annoyed by this pious sermon. "you cannot see me, you have not touched me, you are too eager to assume i am like you; human." "then what are you?"
Arvians - Little Lamb
I’ve heard the sermons.” blajn chuffed sharply through his nares, a bitter amusement to his tone. ”something like that, yes.
The Saga of Fidonhaal - Daughters of the East - Preview 4
. \*\*\* when the priestess finished her prayer, sermon, and consolation to those left behind, she took up two torches, lit them from the brazier, and handed one each to donovan and jonathan before taking another for herself.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 24: The Gate and the Gaze
Smells like a sermon wrapped in wet fur.” “thank you.” roran said, expression unreadable. “not a compliment, fluff.” “i’ll take it anyway.” the kobolds scribbled. “subject 3: wolven. male. paladin-flavored. smells like loyalty and damp morality.
Prey for Me - The Hollow Silence, part 6
But that sermon only made the faithful snigger, for exactly who were their enemies these days? _the wild bunch_ outlaws were either dead or retired and the blackfoot tribes were thursday's trading folks.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 33: The Spark and the Stone
“you planning to sermonize about your goddess every time we stop to breathe?” “only if you listen.” he answered, the smile audible in his voice. her wings rustled. “then we’re doomed.”