Hands-on Experience
>with rope after rope you paint the legiana's face, covering the serene looking wyvern in your semen. >the sight almost makes you want to stay but you need to deliver the sample while it's fresh.
Changing Larvesta
The snow seems to block all sound, the occasional crunch breaking the serene blanket of white as a soft-footed but stocky pokémon pads through on his way to wherever he is headed. it's time.
Chapter 29: From Gloomy Woods to Windmill Forest!
"that there is the serenity vicious center," courtney answers. "the what now?" "serenity vicious center: it was built in response to the many violence happening in serenity back then." courtney waves her hand around.
Jesse's Mermaid Experience
He asked her as he swam next to her, jesse smiled serenely. "i'm feeling good brother, though i'm ready to make more brothers and sisters." jesse spoke as her hair flowed out behind her in the water.
Watcher of Arcues - Path of the Immortal Chapter 24
For sarah, this meant explaining things to just serenity and flare.
The Eartihn Song
Upon the horizion, the sun vanished behind the mountain peak, twilight slithered like a snake beyound the half light, twisted upon the hills of moon soaked flowers, thunder and lightning dance upon a field of gray and white, a wolf howls a song of...
Pokemon - Tale Of The Guardian Master - CH 88
serenity screamed from the tip of the bow, alicia and rose struggling to keep her focused on the barrier itself. looking down at her, smith hovered around the shield before them and took a look at the three. "i take it you're serenity?"
Shadow of a Freelancer Ch 15.) The Long Road
Patrick said in his peaceful and serene voice.
Chapter 6: Rage
Seeing the opening, thalassa leaned forward, her voice flowing with the same serene calm that had followed her into the room. “you're hurting," she said. “not just physically… something deeper. the pain of a wounded heart."
Hell Fights Back prologue - Hi-Octane Mind Trip
Rather, the serene man before him appeared to be the purest embodiment of all life. not even fully male, his appearance was the amalgamation of every image of him that had ever been imagined throughout history.
Son of a Dream part 2
Then she a hand around his neck, and the two of them walked, serenely, towards the hold. she kept trying to remember this place, but it wasn't in her memory of the past; and memories of the future were few and far in between.
A Memoir.
So serene those windows were, yet not one of them was open; all closed securely and curtained thick without exception. it was only after i noticed this that tears began to stain my cloths drop by drop.