Feyrahl, FA Ch 2.5
He held his wings up and back, creating an eerie-looking parasol for himself to hide his face from the light, yet his surreal, red, pupilless eyes seemed to gleam regardless.
wander ~ Chapter 10
A sort of surreal 'am i really doing this?' kind of thing, making me have to pause and think back over everything that had crossed my mind between now and when i'd gotten home last night.
The Lead Crown: Ch 4a, It's Pronounced Cameo (Pt 1)
Horribly uneven, not unlike the time he had seen a yew tribe archer pierce a ceramic bowl with an arrow... it was a hole, but it looked more like numerous, roughly circular chips had been taken out to create it... and a spider-web of cracks further marred the surreal
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 12
"it's surreal that sonic is dead, i'll be honest. he had such will..." raising one of her eyebrows, kazooie was the first one to speak. "are you saying you were jealous of him?" "to a point, yes," replied the black hedgehog as he closed his eyes.
Remembrance - Part 2
_his voice was quiet and confused, echoing in those surreal tones. he felt his body relaxing some on the mattress, his eyes fixated on the path that the female had taken to escape.
UTOverse: Glamorous Alien Rock & Roll part 1
How quickly he became used to playing to building sized people was surreal, even to him. toby coddled his instrument of choice, a hefty six string bass guitar, and shuffled into position over the pedal board.
Phase 3 - Vertigo
Soft ether glows littered the ground, illuminating the scene with an almost romantic surrealism.
Like
In the dim light, his features seemed almost surreal, every line of his body drawing me in deeper. my heart pounded in my chest as i stared at him, taking in the quiet rise and fall of his breath. i can’t. this is so wrong.
Poppy Flowers and Diesel
"there's a lot of surreal imagery...i think her sister tries to mate with an ocean spider-" marge's squawk of alarm was ignored.
"The Gift": Richard's Storyline, Ch 8, Part 2
I saw the numerous ritual marks painted across his back, marveling that he'd have been able to do them with such precision himself, and continued staring at them as they began to glow with the same surreal radiance as his spots... and everything started
Rapture
surreal... i couldn't control myself at that point. i just had one thing on my mind: him. i had to talk to him, i had to touch him, i had to smell him, i had to taste him, i had to see everything about him.
Winter Waves
It was a surreal experience and he whooped with laughter again. his wings fluttered energetically behind him, finally free to the open air.