Welcome to Golden Sun
The peoples of the world fight against the fires of history in vain, while the hands of the new generation have raised their arms in praise of the dawn of the coming world. where do i start?
Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 14
He didn't seem to care one way or the other about father's praise, something that hezzi couldn't quite understand himself, but admired nonetheless. "if our choices really do matter to you, then we seem to be at an impasse."
Persevering By That Extra Surge Of Strength
Bit of grief i'll get from sid when i get home then there's the fact that here i prevented what could have been a lot of sorrow as i watch the people of this city emerge from their hiding spots and feeling safe again i bask in their praise
A Composer's Lament - Thursday Prompt Story [#10, 09/3/23]
You truly are worth all the praise we give you." "not with all this!" the composer violently pushed away all the threads around him with his feet, turning around and allowing the conductor to see his teary eyes.
Upset.
Yes, the professors liked him and praised him for his skills, as he was unusually 'talented' in their words, but that didn't mean anything to him. he wanted rest. during his short lifespan of 20 years, he's been running all the way.
Coming Home
"good boys." he praised softly. the salesman cleared his throat in order to gain the three's attentions. "would you like to purchase collars for your new pets as well, my lord? we have a large selection of fine collars available."
Pokemon - Tale Of The Guardian Master - CH 121
Serenity praised. "and you know... i think your grandpa really does care about you more than you realize." rose point out.
Pokemon - Tale Of The Guardian Master - CH 95
"ha ha, that's exactly right." he praised, rubbing serenity on the head causing her to face down and smile from ear to ear.
Pokemon - Tale Of The Guardian Master - CH 79
Good job." he praised with a chuckle, alicia nodding with a thumbs up while retracting her vine as sally pant and blushed out of embarrassment.
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Nine)
It - no, **he** - deserved a longer speech of praise than this whole account could contain, but i was beyond woozy, and he didn't seem to mind my silence about the obvious.
01 - The Magician
The sage raised a hand, to still the praises of the teachers seated along with him. "our work, begins tomorrow, as well," he reminded them, "no journey, yet, has come to an end. even at this table, of ours."
Behind the editor's desk
It was a well-known group, one that praised itself for being fair and balanced; it was a good marketing ploy, to attract people toward the quality articles they were publishing.