HUNTED C8
A sterling white shirt with poets sleeves. tight black trousers with gold lacing down the side of each leg and a pair of exquisite black knee-high boots with dark red trim.
Scion 2nd Edition Intro
If they break it or otherwise resolve the condition, the storyguide should arrange for you to fall under another - either from a tuatha or fellow scion, one of the sidhe, the biting words of a poet, or simply mythic circumstance.
Surface (Chapter 5)
For one thing, she'd wished it hadn't taken the suicide of a poet to lend her work notoriety, and had wondered where this fan base had been when she'd still been alive and would have needed them the most, rather than when they'd needed a martyr.
Riftspace, P2: Through the Glass
I’m not a poet, gods-damn it! but every syllable he makes is smooth, rounded. and his voice is hoarse, but with a pleasant lilt to it. it almost sounds like music. the prisoner’s in front of me now.
The Railroad - Terminus - 6.3
“i never knew foxes could be poets,” bob teased, giving me a glance that made me a bit self-conscious. “i hope i get the chance to see it with my own eyes someday.”
The Apostle of Freedom
Though his heart was that of a poet, his soul was that of a rebel, a dark wolf with eyes of hatred. the both hungered while doing what they could for the movement they believed in. they ate what they could steal.
A Biography of a Human: "Dahlia in Summer"
Even poets were writing poems about humans now, many of them having humans slaves as their muses and companions when they travel the countryside for inspiration for their next work.
W.O.L.F. 6 - Playful Void
Three of them were poets. really good poets. translations of their poems were present in almost all of the cultures capable of appreciating some form of art. except there was very little of it.
Chapter 5 - Deception
#5 of valkyrie - pegasus - book 2 - the hand of gods chapter 5 â€" the fall "hope is something that is always left to chance" - eagalis willis - 19th century silmerian poet "the terra nova is attempting to flee" whispered an officer to commander
Dimming the Shadows
"mmm, my little warrior poet... you know i'll always be your shield." "thank god your a happy drunk."
5. You're Probably High
Sure, i daydream, but i'm not a daydreamer, and i don't flit back and forth between focus and reverie like some kind of poet. that's why cecina didn't bother to double check that i was ready before she sprayed me; that's why i fell.
The Dimensional Traveler-Prologue
Chess is a poet after all, but the other stuff confused her. she started asking mcalligat what caused the house to be in this condition, when she heard a voice. "not what you expected, is it, annie?" the mysterious voice asked. "that's mr.