The Wardston Conspiracy
Attention, but swift reply; optimally before he was finished moving the contents of his arms--said contents being worn-down chunks of steel clearly pried off of some much larger object, encased inside a slightly damp cardboard box with tiny unintelligible remnants
The Northern Lights
Her grooming was perfunctory, just merely swiping the remnants of blood from her jaws. she wanted to hunt the spot the lights had danced upon, her curiosity tugging her there with all the subtlety of a branch to one's head.
Dragonheart Part 84
He licked the last remnants of blood from his lips before he stretched his free hand. black lightning appeared and created a new sword for rubino. the sword was red and black, worked perfectly on the form and sprayed an incredibly powerful energy.
Scoped, Dropped, never Mourned
I poked the barrel of my mosin-nagant rifle through the crumbling brickwork as i lay right behind the remnants one of the walls, watching the fifth floor. he was armed with a sniper, but he was no marksman.
A Bronze Rising: Sir Drakling
By january, the new documents had been sealed with the village's collection of records where they were stored in the basement of the post office along with the remnants of sir ronald's library in the wake of the dismantlement of his manor.
Transgressions, regressions.
Her mate suddenly stomped out wordlessly, flaring his wings and taking off, the dragoness sighed and relaxed a little bit, sitting down in the chair, staring at the broken remnants of the table, wondering if that was a cruel
Origin of the Plushie Form
A version of myself from a now destroyed time line had created them, and they're the last surviving remnants of that world. on a personal note, thank dialga for that. i still need to get some personal revenge for his attack. er... back on subject.
Dark Destiny - Chapter 1
I lay there with the remnants of my dream, trying to stay awake until the morning but it was no use...eventually sleep took me, and i dozed off until the next morning.
Chapter Twelve: The Storm
He sat bolt upright and shuddered slightly with the remnants of his dreams still clinging to him. he looked up at silver and me, his hands pulling his milky white cloak tighter around his small frame and his mouth curving into a smile.
Past me, the Present: Jump!
In the myriads of sung verses and faded melodies in the harmony, reverberating through the depths of all that is - entanglements anchoring the quantum dream to the first light of creation, we heard ... hear ... two familiar voices - remnants of man's forgotten
Nekojishi: Another Way Chapter 3
The only remnants of his efforts were a few patches of glistening fur. i suppose he hadn't expended as much spirit power as guardian tiger, but still, his recovery was impressive. "kulau," sounded tiger's voice.
Tower of Troubles: Bats and Belfries
The bats own scream cut off as a glowing pink stone gently drifted out of the remnants of tileki's body. it tumbled slowly in place, glowing with a pale light that was worryingly familiar.