Embers of Dawn: Chapter 13: A Spoonful of Chaos
pyre—why didn’t you say anything?!” “she’s not royalty here,” he replied, inspecting one claw with serene indifference. “she’s just part of the crowd.” “you’re not helping.” “you’re panicking.” “i’m _allowed_ to panic!”
Dragoon the Magnificent
At a gesture from the king a servant lights the logs of the pyre. which burns in a spectacular flash and causes a burst of flame to move up and out. when it comes down and fades the sorcerer is surprisingly still there.
Hues
I build my small pyre, and still the skunk in the tent watches, silent. finally, once the fire licks up along the tinder with washed out tongues of flame, i pick up my cup of coffee and offer it to her. we both need it, but she deserves it more.
The Seventh Realm 24
Though it was once the funerary pyre for the zajak, it has become the ceremonial center of the sa’kesh village, a cultural symbol they’ve copied from the kelanethaka. turning to face each other, the lovers pause for a moment while the others watch on.
Winter's Fall
"we're going to set up a pyring for you. every person here will take one stick and add it to your pyrebed, after greeting and saying goodbye to you once more. after that, we'll light it. with you resting in the middle."
Motes Played — Chapter 5
There was a part of her that wanted to rip it up, to rip it into confetti and stomp on the shredded paper, to burn those shreds in a small pyre, to put the fire out with her crying, to grind ash and tears together until she had a paint with which to spell
Gentle Predators
pyre, each discovery of a new survivor is a celebration in its own, each rescue is a life that will be cherished." he picked up the rag and dipped it in the bucket of water again, warming it up before returning to bathing his charge.
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 17
We built the pyre out of branches, and lit it with the dawn." "well done, my lord. you've done a great service to him, returning his body to the flame."
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 42
Dorin wasn't afraid of dying (he had made peace with death long ago, kneeling before lana's secret pyre), but he didn't want to drag anyone else along with him. that was why he was doing this in the first place. "aisa, what are you doing!?"
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 69
The stuttering light of the signal pyre, still shining weakly halfway up the mountain side, reflected off axe blades and spear heads and thousands of starving eyes, bouncing back as dim arcs of colour in the night.
Dance of the Blood Moon: Chapter 2
Surely, those writhing spirits who lived in the shadows would wonder where i dwelt at night, and would haunt me until the day i joined them in a pyre of my own.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 24
#140 of ander 24 - lightly patted him on the shoulder, like he was a grieving she-wolf widow at her husband's pyre. it was all banno could do to keep himself from bursting into gales of laughter.