The Wanderer
And tell us of all your scars, wanderer - how death marred your golden throat thereafter
Consortium 1-1: TD14 Chapter 8
"you're just saying that as an excuse for your behavior and holding mars as an insignificant chunk of rock." "my family was on mars!" anon exclaims.
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Prologue
Darkened red spots were her arrows had been marred the tan of his tattered gambeson. she roughly grabbed the patchy beard of his lifeless face, forcing him to speak like a marionette, even providing him with a voice.
Fear to Tread
The more rajiv had learned about mars from shinai, as the weasel had told the snow leopard about the story of his own life, the more rajiv had come to respect this foreign mars.
Counter Earth Chronicles Dual Realities Chapter 38: You Can Find Me Where The Wild Things Are (We Go Down Together Part IV)
I said to the s'mar warrior standing next to his former chieftain who was flanking theresa, oliver, dawn and corbin. "yes boy i will keep them safe. they aren't just part of your family." "they are part of our family as well."
Chapter 8 Preview
Endless days of happiness without a worry to mar the perfection that was our lives. he was my mate, my lover, my best friend. how could he just leave like that!?! without even a goodbye.....** **"....you still with me?"
Chapter One: Answer The Call, Enter A Coma
Editing provided by: stupidhand14 from fimfiction.net major revision fix: mar 9, 2016 "i see you have woken up again. feeling a little stronger than last time, i presume?"
Judicator Chronicles: Heaven's Elevator
The judicator chronicles follows the character mason smith as he flees earth and tries to disappear onto the frontier colonies of mars and the asteroid belt.
Onde estás tu?
A poem about my cat fazem já sete anos, em que jurei proteger-te, ter-te ao meu lado quando o mar está bravo e o sol bombardeando a sementes da nossa morte.
Moving Forward
His surroundings were barely short of pitch black, completion in that regard marred by a vague, slightly glowing silhouette of a curtain far above. more so than usual, though, his thoughts were scattered. it had been a restless night.
Through the Looking Glass: Chapter 8-B
"yeah, please don't," added silver, who banjo realized was up and quite well by this time despite the small speckles of blood that marred the fur on his face.
Beautiful Night
The only thing that mars this scene is a small campfire, the coals dying quickly without any wood to sustain it. i didn't mind the fire's death, in a short while it would no longer be needed.