E.U.R.O Chapter 3
The monitors were filled with what looked like the view of cameras, some on the ship but others were at a harbour, fairly different to dover, similar black ships were docked at this harbour on the screens.
Tales of Torrnal: Chapter 1
Inside was a cobblestone road leading a winding path from building to building and the town itself seemed fairly busy.
A Trainer's Tale - Chapter 38
To be fair, they didn't look different from a moment ago, but it felt like they were pleased. i didn't voice my thoughts on this, because it felt like i would be presuming too much.
Gryphon Feathers.
"i mean, it's a fair question, right?" i said, holding my hands up defensively. "you're dating a dragon. gryphons are... you know... not exactly on the top of their friend list.
The Subject Under Discussion
fair?" "fair enough." mentally, i put him at around 24 or 25 - a very respectable age for a young stud.
Furs in Steam Chapter 2
"fair is fair, but he was just a boy it's truly a shame really that he would be taken from this world so early," sephera said with a shake of the head.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 6
I admit i can be a bit... difficult sometimes, but i believe fair is fair. i believe that if a debt is made, it should be repaid in good time. if ander has touched so many of our people's lives, then shouldn't we do the same for him?
Winter Help - Chapter Two
To be fair, that's probably because my back was half the size of his, but still... snapping the cap back on the bottle, he tossed it back onto the bathroom shelf.
Burdens - Chapter 90: Candlelight
His smile, as roger knew, was intentional, and even mandatory, but it seemed fairly genuine. probably a trick of the trade, he thought.
The Silver Dragon
He is a fairly ordinary dragon except for his glittery silver scales.
Chapter 16: 20 Minutes in Math Class
In the pursuit of fairness, i request that i sit this one out. i'm too good a player of this game to play against anyone else." the teacher looked at him oddly. "too good a player?"
Pedigree - Ch6.
Park sounds, gravel underfoot, and the smell of freshly cut grass, tinged with something sweet and friend from the distant fair. the poodle shifted wordlessly, moving closer and pressing herself to my side.