Masked Puppet
Words and emotions flood out of the novel mouth. it sounds so practical, so naturalistic. yet, it feels so fabricated. so vague, repressed. the audience is impressed. such glorious sounds of shadows clapping and whistling.
Happy..Father's Day
I allow them to flood over and fall to the dusty june soil. my mother wraps her arms around me embracing one another in our sadness. "lets go home," i mutter. we begin to walk. i silently stop and turn, looking to the grave one last time.
TCoJ - Book 1 - Back Cover
Memories of his heart's love flooded his mind, bringing a sad, peaceful solace. angry shouts followed by screams for mercy shattered those peaceful memories, fueling the rage within.
TMF-Ep1-Thomas Lionheart-
Climate change on earth caused the sea level to rise a bit causing flooding and other problems to the remote kingdom. thomas wanted to help but his powers were not developed enough to really help his father and grandfather (his father's dad) to help.
Bowser Day, Whenever it Comes
And they make off in a fan-propelled magic carpet after irresponsibly flooding the basement with lava.
Beasts of the Ancient World - Chapter 1
"but the nightmare king hasn't been sighted since the great flood," nanuua said looking up at him curiously. "well, since the great flood no one knows where the king had vanished too since our battle," the wolf said sighing softly.
I'm Alien or a Time-Traveller... or something. (Six)
The only sound was the overburdened racket the wiry carts made and it became of a cacophony of ugly sound flooding everywhere.
Sky Ocean Chapter 6
He gasps in recognition as memories of the ethereal realm flood his senses. he looks below in time to see the earth melt away into a strange collage of shape and color. then he notices something. the shapes become static as images slowly come into focus.
A Feathered Shadowrunner's Tail - A runner's memory; Feather's Story. (2) Part I
The soft carpet as a small mercy, but without that mask, the gas they were flooding the room with had it's effect instaneously.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Thirty Three
_ life flooded into every inch of my body, yanking be back from the darkness of death, and i gasped for air. my skin began to brighten to its healthy snow-white shade. a tingle ran through my hair as it turned blue again.
The Doctors of Doom, Part Eight
Open the pipe, flood the plant. drown the nuclear fire before it got too hot and melted the whole place down. he gave razor a thumbs-up. "good thinkin'! we'll put out the reactor before it melts down and hopefully drown dr.
Wreckage: Pawradisio Entry
The moment we set foot on the clouds the questions start flooding my brain: "where am i?" "why is my memory such a blur?" "who is this rhino?" "what's going on?"