Venturing: Packer’s Pack
A vase with a red rose stuck upon one of the corners of the room. a sand computer that never works. several palm trees that were clustered together with coconuts lying upon the ground. two doors; one left and the other in front of me.
Twisted Night: Prologue
She gestured to a woman cleaning a vase close to the door with an oversized white duster. "how close is our....visitor?" "here actually." the figure spoke, voice seeming to come from all directions.
A Silent Soul- Chapter 21
A vase of roses was seated at the end of the table up against the wall, two candles on either side of it. "i'll be back momentarily." she said before briskly taking off towards the kitchen.
MHO pt 4 - Quality Time - Chapter 8
Just barely visible between some buildings in the distance was what looked like a stone chair surrounded by decorative stonework and vases full of flowers.
A Matter of Perspective
He started flailing, knocking a vase of chives from its perch. "uh...what did i do?" "probably got yourself fired." springing over pottery shards, renard lunged at the man, sword point aimed at where he believed the heart was.
Venturing: Deceptional Flour
It was empty; save for a couple of vases and tables. an unworking elevator right in front of me. but that was just about it however. as i turned around, motioning the other officers to come in, i turned towards the parting automatic doors.
Befriended
Eyes looking at the flowers in the vase on the table. the chipmunk didn't readily know what kind of flowers they were, but, then, she'd always been a bit lacking in ... a lot of outdoor stuff. she'd grown up in a town. not a big town.
Betting on Trains
Swirling, kaleidoscope-like vases (of greens, blues ... ambers, too). glass art. feathers of birds both majestic and meek. dangling beads. canvases. from one room to the next. a far-away history.
post pony shire rosedust verson
"this is really boring, i need a change of pace, i'll look though the wanted ads," he said, sweeping up some dust and cleaning a vase. after he had finished his work he looked though the wanted ads.
post pony shire mugman verson
"this is really boring, i need a change of pace, i'll look though the wanted ads" he said sweeping up some dust and cleaning a vase. after he had finished his work he looked though the wanted ads.
Those Who Die In Vain (part 2)
He looked pointedly at a antique vase that had been shattered by bored mercs, and growled. "i'm not helping. what's going on, anyway?" "i'll tell you if we survive, otherwise i'll tell you at the pearly gates while you're trying to bribe st. peter."
Kenapocomoco
In a vase. but ... not much in the way of flowers right now," she said. "naturally." "it's okay," he said. "i do love flowers," she whispered. she loved growing them. tending to them. picking them and displaying them.