Chapter 4
James created a hammock out of vines that hung between to trees and delta spent quite a long time creating a sort of palace for himself beneath the water, using river rock as his main material.
Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic
Hopefully it wouldn't come to that, as sana raised his cupped paws to his muzzle, staring up at the moon as it hung in the fiery evening sky.
Cry Me a Murder (part six): I Won't be Calling Home, mother - I'm Dead.
I hung up and waited fifteen seconds before calling again. once again, that same ringtone sounded out, loud and crisp from the northern side of the hotel.
Breaching the Surface (TTW pt. 6)
And i still think that, so please," deacon rested a hand on kane's knee and hung his head, "please don't blame yourself. it's not you, it was never you. it was just me, only me."
Level Down!
The final member of the crew was a snow leopard with black hair. he was more lightly dressed than the others, not even having a proper shirt to go with his trousers.
Dungeons & Adders CH5
Kassa chuckled as he took a swig of stolen rum, then casually swung his cat at the back of a otter that hung bound from a post. "vermin coward!", the otter spat, struggling against the ropes.
The End and The Beginning - Character Sheet - Aran Winwood
Aid level 1 casting time: 1 action range: self/party member within 20 ft temporary bonus to targets on next action anchor level 2 casting time: 1 action range: self/ target within 60ft target gains temporary bonus to all damage stat
Scattered Thundershowers This Afternoon
In toppling heaps of alabaster balanced overhead they hung, silently swelling, for apprehensive hours, filled full with holy water and rejuvenating dread.
Research Log [#011]
There was no security team member in the gatekeeper's office. i've been periodically checking the gate to see if it has opened. all of this time it has remained shut and unmanned. we are trapped in here.
Autoimmune Scarring of the Myelin Sheath
My days are filled with song i cannot hear, my nights are hung with stars i cannot see, my lands o'erflow with honey, and with milk, for all tongues but mine own. and then return to whatsoever autumn comfort i can give you.
Ghostbin
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The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book IX Chapter 14
#201 of the legend of spyro: path of delusions chapter 14 the city was burning, smoke hung in the air, stretching out from the wounded and crushed buildings, from the many holes fire still erupted, pushing out into the air the stench of scorched furniture