Epilogue
Aina felt it tugging at her heart like a thread and she took another cautious step. "where _am_ i?"
Making Bears
I thank the anon others who started the mini-thread off. **ogrebear** **making bears pt 1: mutation...** anna jorgensin arose early as was her custom, being careful not to awake her husband tom.
The Dreamwalker's Archive | The Hollowing
This convergence of chaos and pain rippled through the dreamworld, shattering the last threads of order. the luminaries healed as best they could in the wake of the hollowing; spread too thin, they began to falter.
The Starling Master
From his hand intangible there flies a thread to each bird's heart, to each bird's head, so at a twitch of joy and dread they hear and understand. they swoop to his command.
Guro Challenge #4: Piercings/Body Modification
Quickly but carefully, basil started to sew the cut edges of his ear together, the clean thread pulling smoothly through and bringing the ear to a short neat point. basil nodded, and guided cheek's paws to his other ear.
To the End
. -- "_raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn._" it would be about now, it would just become another mishap swept beneath with the tide.
Adventures of Morte - Prologue
His tattered black breaches hang from his waist and hug his thick legs like stray strands of thread clinging to the trunk of an oak, thrashed by the wind in a huricane.
A Wandering & Pondering Python (Illustrated by Korwin)
Odd things reached via the tangents of daydreams, half remembered threads that lay in his mind's seams. they were often discarded, but never disregarded.
God of Marriage Saga: Chapter 9
I could see the glimmer of red threads dangling in the reflection of his round glasses... as if he'd already seen how he would tie us all together. it wasn't as bad as i'd predicted, at least.
None So Vile 13: Divine Autopsy
Here as well, the little threads of other he could sense avoided the fluid entirely, as the angel's matter was disconnected from the world's entropy.
None So Vile 17: Another Angel
The blood stayed with them, sealed into their fur with alabaster's own threads. how little i truly understand. sorcery was an ocean, one whose depths he could never hope to fully know.
Through Hell [Gorgon/Naga TF/TG] Part 5
Right now he's trying to push the magic down that thread. if he makes it to the end of the thread to the little nexus, he'll start to grow another pair of arms.