Unknown Worlds: Forgotten But Burning
weaving through the trees that stood in my way, i spotted a dragon ahead on another clearing before of me. i smiled brightly and shouted for her, called her name hoping that she would hear me. she did. however, she was in the worst condition than me.
Dangers of Asparagus
If it hadn't been for the vicious asparagus distracting the butterfly, the spider would still be weaving. \* it took a while for the sad oak to notice miss robin still wasn't back, and that silly colorful thing was still out flitting.
Story Excerpt - An Unanticipated Gunfight
"guy came at me with a laser knife," i shrugged, resisting the urge to inspect the tattered bits of nano-weave fabric still connecting a few armor plates together, "i got lucky, and the armor did its job."
Bunny Oddessy : Hair of the Shaman
As attempting to weave a story with sparring details ,and no confidence. lucius patted motherly on this back of mine.
The Socks
They were so finely made that he couldn't even see the weave of the fabric, just a solid plane of what he assumed was a spandex nylon blend.
Magical Mayhem Sorcerous Familiar Chapter Eighteen
It was all she could do to weave a barrier against the outpouring of raw magical energy. the aura of power surrounding both of them was a palpable living thing. it twisted the very air with eddies and flows.
Kareth's Escape
The shuttle raced by them deftly, weaving around the formations without even slowing down.
The Master of the Monastery
His scales were a dark emerald, speckled with patterns of weaving diamonds. his eyes shined a bright green, reflecting the hues of a paradise far from this frozen place.
Ex Marks the Spot
Peter saw a powerful motorcycle in chrome and carbon fiber, with a familiar rider, weaving between crowded lanes. "found them." "confirmed, peter, that's the target ahead. be careful."
New Partnership
As the sun set and cast an orange glow on the town i weaved through the trees to the fountain. i stood still at the edge and then slowly lowered my snout to the waters edge. the water evaporated into a silver light, surrounding my large dragon body.
Chapter Six - When Blood Spills, Hatred Grows
He ducked and weaved, avoiding most, swinging his arms about, slapping away the rest. "shit." he cussed, in a bad situation, quickly being surrounded by their overwhelming number.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 3
The sun shone through the weave in hundreds of tiny white pinpricks of light, highlighting the strands as they flowed over and under each other in countless little squares. "it's the other wolves...