Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 186
_ _you can't just burn a stack of wood and say it's her! you can't just say it's over!_ _mellah! you're hurting yourself!
Replacement (Part 3)
My eyes were now adjusted to the dark, and i was able to see deeper into the wood. i sat down with my back against one tree. the air of the wood filled my lungs and i was happy to breathe deep in it.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 60
Bethany grabbed hold of one of the longer slivers of wood and wiggled it back and forth, trying to pry it loose.
Twisted Night: Chapter 7
The wood beams were scratched and dented, even some portions missing large flakes like they had been battered away with a claw.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 151
_keep going, just keep going..._ her back scraped against the bedframe, and an instant later she heard a very disconcerting crack rising out of the wood.
A poem
Cooooooooool during the night fall comes the one who like to eat the sun for when 100 nights past the sun is gone and the world, cold and vast the world seems to fall in the endless wood for down the river, you never should go for the endless wood
Escapre from the Fire
_\*crack\*_ my heart raced happily and i grinned as i heard the wood start to give way. _come on! give away!
The Guardians Shadow Ch4+5
Time seems to slow as they look up and then are buried under several pieces of wood. just then a giant three fingered clawed starts to dig through the rubble.
Hunting the Visitor
"and you are trespassing in my wood." he takes a step to the side with his eyes casting, searching. i mirror his steps to keep an equal distance. the energy fills my arms slowly. "these aren't your wood.
Am I a slave?
Would accepting death in the wood be better. with that thought she shook her head. her father and mother will rot in hells for what they done but her brother deserved better.
Spryo the Relaxing 2: Chapter three
Fire spat from his muzzle, totally incinerating the wood that cirus had frozen and also sending milenko to his tail. "wow that is some fire power." cirus said grinning. "yea, but now we need more wood." sam pointed out.
Spray Part 1
I created a pile for the wood that sat under an old, twisted oak tree. i asked the oak tree to watch over my wood. i sauntered farther into the woods and found myself stepping into a circle of toadstools, a faerie ring.