Merry Christmas, Morgan
What you first thought was an 'n' is in fact a sideways question mark serving as the 'a' in your name, all cleanly painted in crisp white on top of the green skateboard deck.
wander ~ Chapter 3
It was like he changed the way he formed the words, tongue moving faster and with more precision, his _t_'s coming out crisp and even, his slightly-smooth voice following through on the last syllable... hell.
Sounds of Cooking (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the crisp sound of a freezer opened, the soft whump of the door closing. subdued rustling of cardboard tearing, then shift of plastic slid across cardboard. softly mumbled aloud reading of directions.
A Fox's Family (Part One)
The crisp fall leaves that they'd pile high and run through. the warm summer sun and the cool waters they'd seek to refresh themselves. the flowers on the budding trees and the first chance each year to lie upon the fresh green grass.
Inhuman | Epilogue [old edition]
Sean, aki and hartling followed suit, brushing crumbs off their laps and taking in deep breaths of the cool, crisp late evening air. 'wow, how late is it?' said hartling. 'i don't think we've ever eaten this long.' 'looks like it's past ten,' said aki.
Ocean Depths part 10
Her crisp golden brown cookie fur was as scruffy as burke's had been. golden eyes glared through that mess of fur. "thanks, becky." lucas felt better knowing the place was in competent hands for exchange.
[Detective Thursdays] A Skeptic's Chance
The wind was crisp and the full moon hanging over the bay reflected off of heavy clouds looming off to the east. i clicked my tongue as a bolt of lightning jumped to the water's surface. the clouds were dumping sheets by the looks of things.
Writing Prompt #1 - "The Library"
What does it matter that you'll never again taste the bright, crisp taste of an apple? you can live in the infinite space between the infinite words. why would you return to the life you used to live?
The Politics of Predators: A Praetorian Side Story
The final guest was an older rust colored male, dressed in a crisp black suit. "last but certainly not least is senator corvian raff, representing the axios region of arct tiber, principle provider of many staple meats and foodstuff products.
The Plant.
He stepped nimbly over the rubble and looked out into the crisp day sky, few clouds. "freedom." he mumbled, taking flight. he pressed the button again and the fuel towers exploded, toppling the building into ruins.
Chapter 1: Settling In, Pt. 3 - The Fruzzin!
The night air was fresh, crisp. it invigorated the young husky in his adventure of aimless wandering and tree-talkings. he knew he should head back soon, before it go too much later. but the scene was too much to pass up on, and above all he was _lazy!
Before the Storm
Flicking his tounge out into the crisp air, he could almost taste the sea itself. the breeze undaunted and pure. no pollution resided here. even the temperature as it kissed his yellow skin was perfect all year round.