Off Leash Chapter 3
So i wound up hunching uncomfortably, my ears flattened against the canvas ceiling. the door closed of its own accord, and the driver's side opened to admit sabrina into the car. she glanced at the squirrel.
Carrying a dream
She was looking at nightshade with a stare as blank as a white canvas. it was more or less mental exhaustion. "i would have rather taken the child to its relatives. to be honest that would have been the correct thing to do.
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.
Bursting Bubbles
You begin as a blank canvas and end tattered and torn. yet it's your decision as to how you reach that state, curled into yourself and ready for the beyond.
The Duelists of Livestone
A rabbit and a hamster were running over with the wooden boards and sheet of canvas that served as a stretcher. the cat judge joined them and the four hoisted the fox onto the stretcher. "what the hell?"
Ameowzing Day
He also saw a blank canvas on everyone's desk, as well as a paintbrush with a variety of colors next to it. "we're painting a cat?" "not exactly." a calm voice spoke out as the teacher entered the room with a cup of coffee in his hand.
The Lead Crown, Ch 7.6 Malcom (Part B)
"your highness, did you know that this would--" once again the priest was interrupted, this time by the sound of a loud metal-on-flesh impact, and the pavilion shook as a heavy weight fell against the front canvas.
As These Days Go By
Isolated by an empty canvas, nothing else is in complete focus. as these days go by, i find out what is missing. expressions that cannot be shown yearn for freedom. as these days go by, the horizon grows dull with color.
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Destruction- Chapter 5- Indigo Overgrowth pt. 3
The light of day quickly burned to just specks of light in the blackened unidan sky, with just streaks of gray clouds casually floating across the canvas. a gentle, yet weary breath of wind blew through a beige prairie of dry grass.
Unforseen Alliances, Chapter 1
His pants were made of canvas, also pure white, and his boots - white except for the dark brown soles made of tough leather. he had a brown leather satchel slinged around his shoulder and neck and resting on his right side.
The Creed: X
The rest were mine, darkly beautiful carvings into the canvas of my flesh; intimate pieces of art that were just as painful to look at as they were to create. nobody had seen these, not ty, not his parents, not those fucking barbarians at school.
In Too Deep (Chapter9, Book9)
Evan fidgeted with the canes, working to zip shut conner's canvas guitar bag. his fingers brushed against the parker family cane. "you're right, karla ... conner's cane _is_ hot to the touch." karla nodded to the side.