The Spark
Called a gruff voice they looked around and saw a rag-tag group of bandits coming towards them. 'look, trust me, you don't want to fight us. just stand aside, and we'll let you live.'
Genetic Children-Log 20- Loss in both worlds.
It was slow and steady, but his breathing was ragged. without moving him, korm looked behind niel and saw why.
Misconceptions- Interlude
I was tired of wearing these same old, ragged clothes day after day after day. he pulled a hand off the wheel to wave away my objection. "where do you want to go? nowhere more than a couple of hours away. " "i don't care." this was almost surreal.
Evil Bethlhem
ragged figures haunted the small cabin. the soldiers formed up a small group of prisoners before lights out, the chimney smoked again that night. hell had opened its wide, gaping jaws and swallowed up friends and families of many people.
The beasts inside us
He jumps from the cliff running and stumbling towards the vixen drawing his sword, his breath coming out in ragged spurts as he pushes himself to run faster the creature already closer than him.
Scribbles: Bing & Mage in Koo Koo Land
Before bing could walk any further, an anthro bear suddenly popped up from the building, his clothing in complete rags except for his yellow pants. "hello, do you speak english?" bing asked. there was no reply so mage stepped forward.
Fire Branded Leather: Smooth As Butter
Fires are breaking out all over the city and will is run ragged. his days are soot stained as he fights to keep the city from burning to the ground and his nights reek of sweat and blood as he learns the ways of a new passion.
The Dimmed Spark
Anyway, pyron keeps wandering the darkness, his once-pristine fire-red suit now covered in bloodstains, scorch marks, and ragged holes. in his left hand, he clutches his scythe, tamash?
In The Land of Ancients: Chapter 1
They were all in rags. i had died in combat, and i was still wearing my grey velvet hood that ended just barely past my knees, ending in shredded tatters.
Unit 13
Taking another step, a floor board broke under his weight, causing the creature to squeal and try to hide within it's own rags. closer up, 13 could see that it actually had a tail, which was closely curled around it's ankles.
Gods Chosen- Tyrus Honondo
But as the bol is far less delicate than the rooqa and far less sophisticated he isn't really looking down at what he's doing, instead just rubbing the rag up and down and occasionally pulling some water out of the air to either rinse off the rag or get it
Terms of Service - Chapter 4
Frys paused long enough to grab a ragged loincloth from the pile near the empty tankards. once he was properly attired as a partying goblin should be he ran over to help out.