Only Human (Chapter 8)
Blood soaked through his armor, it didn't take a doctor to tell a fang had gone through his heart.
An Unfinished Story
But despite being beyond soaked and frozen i've reached my destination. the leafy muddy ground feels soft and slippery underneath my feet. the tall trees tower over me like giants.
Life of Flare
Harsh click as the lid closes, pots to soak, then to the window. just looking out a few stories up, watching people go about, getting food, going out for shows, or getting drunk, tumbling over and getting arrested.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 37
Anyone could just wade right through with nothing but soaked clothes to pay. but sarah couldn't. she could barely stand, let alone fight a swift current such as this.
Story Snippet - Dating Daughters Daringly
Reynolds' water breaking despite being in the 'flood zone' only seconds earlier, carla got the brunt of it, soaking her pants down to her socks.
A New Beginning...?
The iridescent tears soaked his fur and stung his bloodshot eyes, the chair which supported his frame shook as his weary legs almost gave way time and again.
Work-end out of sight
How come this coat is so soaked? i fight; striding through oceans of dead, ink-drenced trees, not getting damn closer to anything that matters. some mysterious force must be working against my progress. maybe it is life itself.
A Saxhleel Story: Prelude
The two moons hung brightly in the sky illuminating a small rain soaked village. the native lizard folk milled around, going about their typical nightly routines. some talked amongst themselves while others ate or enjoyed playing music.
Everything or Nothing chapter 6- Not home
Heavy boots sounding on the water soaked floor. one... two.... three... breathe in ... breath out whoever had entered was standing in front of him now. he felt a breath wash over his covered face.
Hot Summer Day
Lioen panted heavily, his too-small shirt and overfilled shorts soaked by sweat.
Digimon Darkness Chapter 9
#9 of darkness darkness chapter 9 god i was soaked! we rushed back into my bedroom and changed into something dry terriermon: good fight wyatt!
looky, look. poem
Up i'm pulled soaked yes. you missing something. in the car they put me. did you think i be taken like this. a quick bend of the hand and a trun of the wrist. then they release. opening my door they grab me by my shoulder.