Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 139
There was no curve that she could see, no paintbrush bending back against the black canvas of the night sky, and the reason for that was simplicity itself. there was no bend because she wasn't looking at it from the side.
The Lake
The thick grey canvas was bound by chains and their weight burned my arms. the bundle stirred, only to be stilled by my whispers of false comfort.
A Sip of Coffee
Black faux leather became black canvas, while the pink interior peeked out, giving her shoes a flash of color. white laces rolled out along the top of her new sneakers, criss-crossing and slipping into the holes made just for them.
Surface (Chapter 1)
Mano clutched the ripped whale song disc in her beige canvas cloak pocket like a talisman, hoping it would be enough to ward off the demons of urban cacophony.
Bruce and Jacki
. \*\*\*\*\* bruce was running as fast as his feet could carry him across the college canvas. he wasn't going to miss this trip. he had planned to go to the museum all year and his class was finally allowed to.
Fallen Angels, Part six - Murder in Mind
The images of mangled bodies had already etched themselves onto the canvas of my mind. "two men and one woman," said quinn. but we can only tell by their clothes. dental records are of no use, because..." "don't..." i snapped. "don't even go there."
Only a Painting
I walked quickly to a canvas, picking it up and setting it on the easel in the corner. i took a brush and several paints from my desk and started with a dab of blue and black to mix a navy blue.
Kaotic beginnings - A Kaos Army story - Chapter 11
He drummed his fingers on a canvas strap and thought a moment - he knew just what he needed!
Filling The Void
Sam sat in their room, drawing on a piece of paper, pouring their feelings into it like the artist to canvas. but instead of making random shapes, they tried to paint something true to life. themselves.
MLP: Pyrotechnic Misdemeanour
Several singed manes and wilhelm-screams later the rocket ploughed through a lemonade stand, managed to ricochet off something, tore a smouldering hole in the canvas roof of the stand and shot up into the air before exploding.
A Fleeting Moment PART 1 (Monitor Lizard TF Story) [Commission]
What an honor it was to think that i had now become the canvas. instead of drawing the lace monitor from the mableton zoo, i was constructing self-portraits and renditions of a new me.
Heart of a Wolf
Wisps of cloud drift by miles above me in the vast canvas, already daubed a diluted dark blue, ready for the artist to raise their brush once more to begin the rolling landscape of lush green hills, perhaps some grazing sheep or cattle in the foreground.