Travelling Remastered- Chapter 2
I reached my hand up quickly, just remembering that i had worn sunglasses because my eyes had started bothering me.
Creators creation P#1
The house he once knew to be old and worn down was now something immaculate and shone with brilliance, something ironic of the matter he was visiting. from his own memory the house he once knew was worn down, old and simply drab.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 1)
Desmond looks up at her with the same expression he has worn all day. decades, or perhaps seconds go by, in total silence. "see you next tuesday, president."
A Long, Dark Road 14
Varg laughed, a smile more genuine than he had worn in weeks lighting his expression. "you are an evil little avian," the dragon chuckled, "and i love it."
The Furry Dead (Medieval Style)
Above that, he wore a long leather jacket that looked hardened, perhaps boiled as armor, with steel rivets that looked worn and blade-bitten.
From Friend to Family
He stared at a crack in the old worn walls surrounding him as he tried to recall his dream.
Steel Wheels, Iron Horses Preface
The purchase of new locomotives would never be considered unless the existing power was either worn beyond repair or proved inadequate for the job.
Tales of Zootopia: Talia, or Tae
It eventually reached a point where she could only be aroused if she was either already wearing men's clothing, or had worn it just before disrobing. then she started having phantom limb experiences, in the form of erections.
CH2
The ferret youth unclasped his worn cloak, preparing to pounce on his quarry. _now, _he thought, leaping into the alley and trapping his prey under his cloak.
Acadia's Curse: Prologue
The cobblestone path was rugged and worn; it was silver basked in the moon light. peering up towards the dark sky, i saw that there was in fact, no moon to be seen. looking back down at the ground again, it had dissapared.
Chapter one
"i'm not sure how much farther i can g, its getting to cold for me and i'm really worn out." said as i continued walking. out of no where a squirrel ran up to me.
Disconection
Now that age has worn on my ego and esteem he rises like a fanciful dream, whispering horrid thoughts into my head. through all the years he learned to gamble, which gambits were the best to ply at my mind.