Prologue: Creation
In his soft chair of silk and leather sat ganta, god of the east, and patron of the sun, his robes afire with crimson and gold. he painted the sunrise and chased the night away. across from him sat his twin sister, ikito.
A Passage of Time
They carried a small crate of exquisitely polished pearls and a larger crate of silks and spices to be sold or bartered as reparation for the damage that john had caused in his escape.
orphan book 1 chapter 3
This girl wore green elegant silk pants and shirt with a brown over the shoulder duffel bag on her back and it looked like it was plainly leather. then standing next to the girl was a teenage boy at the age of maybe fourteen or fifteen.
Chapter 2: The College Life
Scia quietly turns from the beautiful picture and walks to her room. she picks her book off her mahogany desk, and she lays down in her silk bed. she opens her book and begins reading.
The Pillow Book of Sethira: Entry One
Usually, she's huddled in a corner, spinning translucent, colorful silk between the six of her hands as she watches those around her. i saw her rip a thread with one of her claws once, and a man collapsed on the ground immediately.
Dig my Grave in Reno, part one
The wolf was neatly dressed in a silk shirt and embroidered vest, while his opponents wore government suits, drank hard and played badly.
A Name, Not A Number (Chapter 1)
He got on some of his nicer, casual clothes, which consisted of a tight pair of jeans and a black, silk, button down shirt under a linkin park t-shirt (showing only the sleeves and the collar of the dress shirt), and sat down to watch some tv before it was
Countering A Curse - Edgy Dragon TF
She finished weaving, standing back on her legs as she held up a black silk wrap in her upper set of arms. "what do you think?" ianos squinted, looking at the wrap. "this... thing's meant to be able to counter my curse?"
Handicapping (Pundamentals 1)
Her tawny tiger-striped fur set off the soft crimson hues of the whispering silks that adorned her. few sentients could resist her seduction when she was being straightforward; none could stop her prowess at hunting the underdeveloped beasts.
A Fine Wine
The grim reaper slipped on silk gloves, "i apologize, i'll make it up to you." steel rested his head on the table, "i hope so, your poison... isn't easy... on the... lungs..."
The Lost One: New World
A few garments of the silk material were scattered around the floor around her though she remained unclothed.
Made to Fit
Nemo was moaning loudly too, his claws had made short work of the skirt and t-shirt, leaving the otter's body exposed save the red silk stocking still adorning his trim legs.