The Lead Crown: Ch 7c, Proclamations (Pt 4)
"the hearth is behind the boxes there, sir. but i already have a fine collection of bandages at the ready... the box to your left should have more than enough." he considered his ability to get along with the scholars to be of great benefit.
By the light...
He laid a quick fire in the hearth, striking it alight with the flints kept for just such a purpose before piling as much wood onto the grate as he deemed safe.
The Nature of a Soul
"bring me the gray stone from our mantle, the hearth stone."
A Patient Death 13: Tied Down
Breeze fell into a too-soft chair before the hearth, stretching his legs out and giving a nod to fenton and richeleau, who lounged in their own seats across from him.
Fragment's of Life's Heart - Transitions
Polynomials - fever low raise your voice - stefano "mando" zocchi going out - t c powell harvest home - altivo overo the foreigner - dwale trade all the stars - watts martin draw to the heart - ocean tigrox paint the square-cut sky - slip-wolf hearth
i love you, you dont
Not sure if its a poem,,,,, anyways it was a person that really made me cry but it made me stronger, knowing that i deserved someone that love me, really love me i love you with all my hearth and soul i will do anything for you just to be you but you
Chapter Four
The pained demeanor that so often masked his feelings drew calm as eager lips sought familiar refuge upon finest silver. lavur walked across the room to kneel at the hearth and quietly tend the fire.
Little Star Chapter 2
"well, you do have three at night: hearth's warming, nightmare night, and the grand galloping gala." "oh, yes! hearth's warming, the celebration of unity, yet my bat-ponies are still isolated from the other tribes. nightmare night?
Rising Anew -Chapter 11, Family and Learning"
The fire in the hearth blazing lazily as the sounds of laughter and joy filled the air. papaw was sitting with the children, tarsus included, telling them a story about his childhood. "so i look up and the fish is hanging from my tail!!
Liesa of Dusk
Dry grass went from yellow to gold to gray to hearth orange and then black. liesa knew better than to be mesmorised. she had a task to do. as the warmth faded from the air, she glided downwards towards a hill.
Vengeance Sought
The town was dark, the inhabitants staying by the warmth of their hearths during the cold, snowy twilight. the light of lanterns and fires burning merrily in hearths could be seen shining out the windows of homes, but the streets were empty.
Deteriorating
The heat and light were oppressive to both otters, whose shirts quickly got damp with sweat and whose fur began to bleach slightly, yet somehow they still felt cold, as if a hearth had been reduced to white and black ashes.