Chapter X: Bright’s Blight, Part Two
The kagen war could change everything and like a masterful painter, i set everything up right.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 25: Lost Moments
Like a painter had started hurling his ink against a blank canvas. the sounds of the hill started to fade away, lost again to the void. “the shimmering pool. does that ring any bells?" why does it?
North and South Chapter 2: Seeking
Luke and hank were left to admire the portrait, seeing the lifelike work the painter had done in recreating the photograph. whoever neilla had commissioned for this picture, it was a masterpiece to them.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapters Ninety Two - Ninety Four
“what, painters?” revaramek flexed his wings. “probably bitter.” “i meant humans, but-” “wait.” revaramek set a forepaw nyramyn’s nose, gently closing her muzzle to ensure she heard him out.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book IV Chapter 22
It was hard and painful, his whole body wavered, paws sliding, drawing lines across the sand as if he was an amateur painter creating a new style of art. flare on the other paw hit the ground with a muffled by sand smack. "spyro!"
The Valley of Red
This must be the painter's room. leaning on the wall are canvases stretched across hollow wooden frames. our collector steps forth into the den. he is curious about what those canvas' detail. picking up the first of four, he sees an incomplete work.
Blaze of Glory Chapter 2
She had been so delighted at finding a paint job that she liked that she had hauled the craft around to the nearest dock so that the painters could get an idea of what she had wanted.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book X Chapter 39
It stretched out considerably, thickening and widening, replacing the sharp tip with a precise, round curve, turning the tail tip into an overgrown painter's brush.
Arc 5 Chapter 3: The City of Art
"bree and i both live over in the painter's district. if for any reason you need to come find me, my house is by the east wall, number one-twenty-six - look for a vegetable garden in the front yard. that'll be mine." "will do.
Marla Chapter 17 - Escape From Elysium
A master painter could not have made any more beautiful picture of the distant hills and mountains than nature did that evening. the three furs stood together wrapped in each other's arms. they stared off into space, each with their own thoughts.
Night of painted darkness.
"no, a painter and quite a good one, her paintings were complemented by the gattardi himself, some even say she may challenge dafernigo or wirge..." "the gattardi of the salty river?"
Twisted Night: Chapter 10
He was no painter to be sure, but the lines seemed to tell a story if he had to guess, only with colors. in one corner where things were bright and mixtures of gold, eventually faded away into darker shadows mixed with curving lines.