A Bronze Rising: The Theatre
I also adorned the place with large clay pots holding small trees or flowering plants to add some color. i thought about ordering a massive rug for myself, but figured that my weight and my scales would wear it out too quickly.
Dragon Story Ch: 2
He had only struck clay. frowning he turned to flicker who shook her head, "you cannot move so dramatically, you give up your intent too easily. find your moment and quickly flick your wrist before following through."
Pt 5 - The Druid's Lessons
Speaking with animals was a much easier spell than speaking with plants, and while playing tag with a particularly playful buck, gux managed to knock over a small clay jug in front of the house.
Stranger in the Storm
I shook my head at the mans optimism as i rummaged in the side pockets of my pack for a small package of spices and loosening a clay jug. "be that as it may, you are still welcome. i was just getting ready to warm some spiced apple cider.
Under the influence Pt. 1 (Draft/Feedback Wanted)
Various hyena patrons took their turn filling their clay cups from the makeshift spout in one of the barrels. olivian stalked after him paying no heed to the giggling pack behind him.
Between Gods and Gentlemen
Ever hopeful he waited as the samurai took another sip and placed his clay cup on the bar. his form still hunched over, only paying attention to his drink.
Recoil: Chapter 3, Clean
My eyes felt heavy, my lungs felt like wet clay. the adrenaline rush was taking its toll, that, and my unsafely low blood sugar levels didn't help. i got out of the car, paws behind my head, ready to take a can of mace to my sensitive nose and eyes.
Expansive Imprint - Thursday Writing Prompt
Statues the grey fox had built with meticulous care - carving the details out of clay using his very own sharpened claws, paintings that weren't quite dry yet, and even had the audacity to sit upon what he thought was a "stool" that turned out was alex's
demigods and mortals of Asfeiren: Chapter 1
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Steering One's Future CH3 - Muddy Trail
Mud and clay dwellings of various sizes were strewn across the landscape with trees getting cut and torn down. they must be getting close! the wheel tribe was baffling.
Sea'an: On His Own
There were mud-clay vases lining one wall and several small, hatch-lidded metal boxes along another.
TUESDAY, A Metamor Keep Story
"we should have just asked clay what happened to grey." jaggs shrugged. "what makes you think he knows?" k'yphir snorted, "well, they were lo... they were very close. clay saved his life, y'know." jaggs smiled and decided to change the topic slightly.