Embers of Dawn: Chapter 14: The Glen Between Shadows
Lyyreth followed soon after, offering a leather-bound journal, its pages etched tenderly with constellations and notes of gentle wisdom that made axton's throat tighten with gratitude.
Magical Mayhem Sorcerous Familiar Chapter twenty-one
But what surprised him more than anything else, wasn't the fact that there were now words etched upon its pages. oh no. what disturbed him more was that it told a story. but not just any story. _his story. shiro picked up the book.
The Fox And The Hound: It Should've Been Me
Looking me straight in the eye, the old, wise owl recited words which would etch themselves in my mind forever. "darling, forever is a long, long time, and time has a way of changing things."
True to Form: Part Eight
It was a ten-foot broadsword, etched with runes down the middle. the weapon gleamed brightly, eager to kill demonspawn. the door exploded towards us, sliding onto the muck and landing at our feet.
Rising Anew-Chapter 1, part 2-
Narina closed her eyes for a minute and then opened them, determination etched into every inch of her face. "we are going to figure this out together narcenac." she said, determination pouring from every word.
Code Drop: Good as Gold - An Official Heat Anthology Teaser
Moonlight gleamed on the very edges of the world, minimalist still-life etchings on the dark. in the room around him, all the scents and possessions of his childhood drew in toward him, assuring him that he was home.
City of Light: Chapter 41
Diligent eyes scanned the area, finding a runic symbol etched into the stone. it encircled the entire area, lines sectioning off parts of the stone with different colors and runes.
Against All Odds: Part 22 - Breaking The Walls
Panic etched itself upon erik's face as he retreated through the workshop, trying to keep distance between them. "it's not what you think." "what i think!?" alexei boomed. "i am thinking you should be talking!"
I Ask Myself How Is It I Have Come
If i traced with disbelieving fingers all the scars that cruelty and caution long since etched across your nerves, would i find them a match for those that throb upon my hands and side?
The Hand of God
She felt the letters etched into the thin brass, felt the words there, proven now to be incorrect, felt the letters telling lies against her skin.
Failure
Perhaps the three wolves, connected with weaving knots etched into metal, will not provide ample protection. finding urgent expectancy in those black eyes, the gaze matches her own for inquisition.
Sonic.EX3: Chapter 4
But i did notice that the wall etchings behind the stupid chao thing had some numerical patterns to them. the etchings in question seemed to read the following. 1 0 1 "excuse me? we're looking for a room here," i asked, "room 101?"