Gilded Cage: Chapter 28 +29
A chorus of frogs, hidden among the pond's reeds, serenaded the trio with their melodious croaks. hekate, with eager anticipation, plopped the wicker baskets onto the blanket, unveiling a bountiful feast.
Blooming Tides - Prologue: A Fragile Dream
The finest work of the village's builders on full display, every last technique they could pursue with what woods, reeds, and stone they could procure from the immediate area.
Skylands: the Scorpion Spear, Part Two - “Talvali”, Chapter Twelve: Fragments and Perspectives
Most were brick but a few had walls that looked like bundles of thick reeds, hardened and merged into solid sheets of wood.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventy Nine
Lush reeds ringed it, along with trees of a sort revaramek had never seen. they had broad leaves and long, narrow trunks. clusters of bright red fruit clung to them, just under the leaves at the top. ruins dotted the sand beyond the desert.
Luna and Thief Ch: 11
Trees darted by her, it was an open plain of tall grass reeds that bended right after she passed them. luna loved to run. she looked behind her - right behind her. for once he was keeping up.
New Generation of Heroes: Chapter 7 - "Blood Ties"
Ben grimaced at the sound of it, like blowing into a saxophone with a broken reed. jerry tossed the rag back when he was done, and even though the cloth was red ben could still see the blood splotches on it. he held it up close and could smell it.
Sharp Steps
A young, well-tanned human woman, who couldn't be much older than sharra herself, was swaying and moving to the music, her whole body moving like a reed blowing in the wind.
Nothing Otter
He skirted the muddy bottom of the pond, seeing vague shapes of reeds and rocks with his eyes, seeing these same details in shimmering clarity with his whiskers.
Links - Chapter 43 - Applegate
Wale tensed a little, glancing at the reeds surrounding the river. "and why, exactly, is she gone? was she sold? or perhaps... sold out?" "that doesn't matter."
Mindspot
Eventually, we reached the cusp of a pond with various reeds sticking out of it. smokepaw was standing at the edge of it, lapping up the water calmly. i walked up to his side and realized i was thirsty too after this run and drank.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 171
reed, flat on his back with a sharp wooden spear sticking through his chest. all of them staring straight ahead with wide open eyes, but not seeing anything. they were dead. so many of them, and they were all dead. foxes he had grown up with.
Unseeing
Myself with those prayers even as the ascetic guts the fish with measured care, washes once more in the stream, and then with practiced slowness strings his net once more, letting the constant stream of water flow brightly through the pounded and knotted reeds