Chapter 3: What's in a Word
With a quick refresh of his studies, the pig held the ring carefully in his hand and focused his attention to it, before muttering string after string of mystical phrases.
The Creation of a Soul
**the creation of a soul** a faceless puppet hangs by its strings on a hook in the wall. nude and unpainted, it's starting to collect dust.
Aaru - Chapter 13 (Viol)
I lifted the bow and pressed in onto the strings, the immediate resistance between the strings and the bow was the first thing i noticed each and every time.
The Dragon's Bard - Chapter 4
Those strings were by no means delicate. his stomach was protesting loudly, adding itself to the song’s arrangement. “not bad, ma’am!” rikastil announced proudly. “your husband learns quicker than i thought.”
Property of Wesley Telecom
A string of tones flew out of the tape, followed by several beeping noises. redboxing. generating tones to simulate the insertion of currency. speaking the language of the machines.
Glorified fanfiction of Error Sans x Blueberry
Like these strings, i can only fix them for a bit until they snap!" error gets tired of being here by him self and heads back to the white void. "maybe playing with one of my puppets will help me find a different way to solve this..."
Waves by the Shore
The pink and orange sky, the sound of the waves and the shore, the swaying of the palm trees, and then unfortunately the horrible sound of a guitar string breaking.
Dawn of the Dragon-Chapter 17
I'm sure i won't be able to patch up all her wounds, since the string won't go all around her body, especially on her side and chest.
A little taste
It's an instrument composed of a long bar of wood with six string that runs over it, and the sound change as how you put the fingers on those string" "sound something difficult" "not everybody has the skill to play that and instrument and also make
Tuesday spar
The way his eyes looked so focused, his left fingers pressing on the strings with perfect timing, his right fingers never missing one strum of the strings. once he started playing it was like all of norah's anger towards him faded away.
The Visitor - A Prologue
I did as i was told and took the string and hung the stone around my neck, instantly i felt relaxed and content.
The Lost Colony, Part 3
Villagers dressed in thick robes and large blankets sat or walked about doing chores, stringing bows, making arrows, talking, or enjoying bowls of what lyon could guess was food.