Another Love Story: Chapter 2 - Another fateful encounter.
He's a transfer from pine high school and he just auditioned for choir in concert. he is going to replace alex, who left for some reason. nevertheless, we are now in balance once again. axel, damian is the president, so any concerns, talk to him.
The Awakening
Oak, pine, willow and birch were a few that i could identify. i sat there for several minutes, regaining my strength as i slowly let my surroundings seep in.
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Inside the forest the ground was covered with pine needles and speckled with moss, ferns, and other various bushes.
the odds are against me chapter 3
Still pining the slightly smaller monkey underneath me i turned to veronica.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 29
It washed over the pine trees and their rough skins of bark. it flowed over the forest floor with its blanket of leaves, orange and brown. for that single moment before the flap fell shut, the world was made of colour, full of light and shadow.
Hero, Chapter 4 - By the Flowing River
She dragged herself fully onto the grass, slowly lifting her back haunches out of the river, and limped up to a pine tree. scat! she needed to find a rock.
Giving Love a Helping Hoof: Chapter 2
"i found pine by a broken sapling. he loved trees and plants as much as i love animals, and he was crying because he was so sad. he told me later that he thought it was unfair that such a young tree didn't get a chance at life." "pfff!"
Love's Constrictions. pt1 A Perfect Counterpart.
Snow covered pines sprang up wherever they could, finding holes in the rock face of the mountain. vents often blasted out hot steam, ponds and mud beds stayed a constant almost boiling.
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Within minutes, globes of every color glittered in the massive pine tree's boughs. each one, justin realized, gave off its own dim light.
For Love of Perfection
Only pines and aspens grew here, the oaks and maples and other tress of the valley did not love these heights.
Waiting to be Human
To sniff the scents of nighttime: pine, waterfalls, deer carcasses-- sweet carrion, and bugs. each pip of a resting bird and every touch of a leaf's fall-- against the ground, though light meets their tufted fancy ears.
Towers
I wish to build a great tower of my own, to pursue the pine needles with the urge to scavenge and scratch i am an animal, biting and scratching and howling, searching for my roots within this kingdom hidden in the towers.