Ch. 2: A Night At The Island, part 1
Like before, words out of ink emerge out of the page. _a riddle for one: those who enriches it's past will unlock more destinies than one.
Lament of the Moon S&H - Ch.06: The First Strike - Ep04
It was the faint ink writing of panja's phone number he wrote on it just yesterday. it was on its way to fade, but she was still able tell the numbers out. "yes!"
The Absence Of Love
The vixen didn't care that she cried as she read the letter or that her tears pattered softly on the ends of the paper, making some of the ink run. her emotions were too intense for that to even matter.
His Destiny (part 2)
You know i thought that a ghost pokemon would have no taste, but they taste like ink.
"The Thin Line," Part P
"powdered ink in my vessel, please re-liquify with the moisture in the air." i also added an order to the reed quills to sharpen their points, again.
Chronicles of Trisha Talon - Book 1 - Chapter 3
I never knew the fascination humarans had with shoving ink under tender skin, but her inking seemed less ornamental and more functional. she had emerald eyes that took in everything with a critical gaze as if she was scoring everything for evaluation.
Tribal (1 of 5)
"please, the ink needs to dry on your stomach. it shows our work," she said, her grip gentle but steady around his wrists.
Run for the Cliff
Zion chuckled, mirroring the silly action, and they tinkered with their mp3 player until all else was silent, each note and melody wiping away a little more of the outside world, until all that existed was paper and ink.
Chapter Seven
Then the teacher slid him over a sheet of paper and some ink. "can you write the runic alphabet?" ruari nodded and quickly scribbled everything down. were these really test questions?
Gift - Mercy’s Blessing - Part 3
The ink left silver trails on the blade, the runes still visible in the moonlight. 'so, my abilities fail me...' he scowled at the runes. 'i just don't know what to believe in anymore. what is my magic worth, when i cannot count on it...'
Skylands: the Scorpion Spear, Part Two - “Talvali”, Chapter Twelve: Fragments and Perspectives
He found he could make ink with some thawed and pulped berry residue onid had shown him how to collect. but for writing surfaces, he was drastically under-equipped.
Amber Silverblood: Chapter Fifty One
_ i looked at my hand, and bit back a shriek when i saw it empty except for one thing: a tiny white business card with one word written on it in black ink. _"yoink!"_ next time: aw, crap! roy's got her money! d.k.'s gonna be pissed.