The Lead Crown: Ch 8.2b, A Dozen 'Tails' Told
Unlatching one of the canvas covers for a window she peered out, and saw that a few of their number had disembarked and were talking near the lead carriage. the large white dragon wiesen appeared to be doing most of the discussion.
The Promise
He pressed against the worn canvas as a group of kids from school passed by, but none of them even glanced towards the shadows where he was hiding.
Better off Dead
** the wolf approached the tent as he carefully examined the plastic canvas. there was no sound from the inside or any signs of movement and the fire overpowered his scent. _could the person already have left?_ the tent flap was open.
Another Punishing Spar
As he rested against the corner pad, he wasn't sure if the soreness in his gut was from all the punches or it felt twisted and cramped like he was about to puke right onto the canvas. right in front of everyone.
The Academy - Fire When Ready
A senior cadet had made the comment when chris picked up a heavy canvas that usually required three cadets to lift. we joked about it afterwards, but the name stuck.
The Spark Of Life - Chapter 02
Freya continues: -just think homunculi, you could return to a blank canvas, you can align your shape, to the one you embody in your dreams. in fact, scratch that, when you're sitting in front of the wheel, new dreams will start to flow within.
group therapy Part 4
Hyde was satisfied he led the naked coyote over to a canvas bag that was bulging at the seams. a name tag he couldn't understand deemed the bag as his possessions. and mr. hyde wasn't wrong when he described the contents as "nothing worth smiling over.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 48
There was no curve that she could see, no paintbrush bending back against the black canvas of the night sky, and the reason for that was simplicity itself. there was no bend because she wasn't looking at it from the side.
Fallen Kingdoms of Baruun: Broken Shackle (Preview)
The sisterhood did not have adequate shelters to battle the winds; mere canvas tents were not going to suffice.
The Slave and the Mage: Bought, Chapter 3
Her hand closed around the bulky shape of a canvas knapsack. she dragged it out into the light and upended it. several small bags rolled out onto the ground, clinking with drakes.
Kaotic beginnings - A Kaos Army Story - Chapter 4
As the sandstorm outside died down the three friends could see for miles in every direction; it was all flat, all beige, like a blank canvas waiting for a fine artist to create a masterpeice with. or a toddler to smack painted handprints upon.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 147
The roof buckled and its supports snapped through the canvas like broken bones. layla felt a wash of hot air blow over her face, stinging her eyes.