Krek's Flight ( DitD Fan Fiction )
Reaching the tower garden that was his preferred lounge, krek landed far more gracefully, having the appreciation of four legs once more. briefly he pondered the balance of the bipedal creatures of the world.
Grentail Manor Chapter 1
Other, more abstract marvels dotted the garden, hypnotic in their patterns. the garden seemed to fit together with the music flawlessly. when he realized that this was intentional, susila was even more impressed with madam.
The Ryan Story Part X
"one year the dragons had a competition to see which safe house could create the nicest garden. as with most things dragons do competitively, things quickly got out of hand and moved to making gardens of epic proportions.
Squirrel!?
Brent was in awe at the sight and joked at the garden's size when he first entered the garden, and anders chuckled, saying that the gardening hobby runs strong in his family. soon enough, the two realized how much in sync they are with the conversation.
Good Uncle
No, bo was not a good gardener. with a sigh, the wolf let the plant drop into his little backyard garden. like the peas, strawberries, melons, and peppers before, the tomatoes lay just as dead.
Change
But what's up with the two gardens?" "i thought you might notice. the one on the left is a garden for homegrown vegetable crops like tomatoes, carrots, lettuce, etc. the one on the right is a garden for _aconitum lycoctonum_ also know as _wolfsbane_.
SkyLand * chapter 1*
I kept my ears flat and started walk down the path towards the garden, i turned right and saw the tree and our water tower.
A Strange Day Out
After he'd closed the pub following lunch and had washed and tidied up, he went out into the garden again. there lay the rabbit, just as he'd left him, his little blue jacket tugged up a little around his slender body.
Homecoming (Prologue)
"yes, melissa," he answered patiently as she began to haul herself over the wooden barrier without invitation from her precarious position atop a piece of garden furniture.
The Lost Journal
She really loved you, i just want you to know that, and this garden, well she loved that thing almost as much as us. do you remember the times she would yell at us for playing in her garden?"
By the light...
Footsteps sounded on the gravel path out in the herb garden, the wooden door of the privy shed clunking shut...everything was so much louder than it should be. he shouldn't be able to hear master merek in the garden!
Sentient (working title)
I continue to tend his, i mean, my garden. i wrapped several vibrant colors into a bouquet. recalling, the tulips appeared unfitting as i laid them upon his chest. no expression meant no understanding, no understanding meant no confirmation.