Autumn Interrupts
._ _come morning, they won't find a trace."_ -he told me i would die alone and never call my life my own. _"remember me"_ and he was gone i ran. nothing gave chase. i left the twisting shadow streets behind.
Transformers: Crossover - First Paragraph!
Jumping into light speed, the autobots managed to leave no trace of their descent into the void of space. on board the vessel, optimus, second in command of the autobot elite guard has finished plans for the next light speed jump.
Ashen Echoes
Its hands trace down the warm with its frosted fingers, like winter snakes trying to find their way of salvation. the darkness woefully washed in the wells into waste. the cries of children wailed for their parents.
Patreon Story (Eventaul sphixn transformation)
A hand reaching up to feel no trace of them "what have you done?" "reach higher" the voice continues. following the instructions she soon finds them, poking from the top of her head are two pointy and furred ears.
Karis "Rikka", the EOD Mongrel Fera Arctous Keynari.
His linniage included a fera arctous keynari stud and previous security and detection dog, and a fera vulcan keynari bitch, along with traces of german sheppard and doberman.
Legends of Mundus Ch 6-7
They searched the entire world, but the only trace of the titans they ever found was these beings the looked like the titans, creatures no bigger than themselves, whose very size mocked the nulok.
Esilym lore: The Okkokem
Striking from thin air itself as if they were ghosts, the okkokem are the kruxo's loyal assassins that never leave any trace behind of their passing.
Nightmare on Jefferson ch.3
There is no trace of it left." "okay will. i hope you aren't lying to me." "i'm not lying, i love you to much to lie to you." dane hugged william tightly and said to him, "i'm scared." "why are you scared baby?" "because, i have to kill you."
Oggstrosse - Epilogue
-with that the demon melted into the shadows leaving no trace of anything in the cave-
Alone in the Moonlight
The burning word still makes him wince as his paw traces over the intricate lettering. "anathema". the word brought light tears into his cyan eyes. rising again, the kilt unfurls around his thighs, fashioned slanted, longer on the left side.
TCoJ - Book 1 - Mari
She sniffed at the air trying to pick up a trace of his musk as her keen senses tuned into her surroundings. the air stood still at her paw pads while the top of the tall, wide drooping tree branches gently fluttered and swayed in the light breeze.
Into The Mouths Of Madness
When my fingers trace over the prickler bite on the back of my neck, the soft skin is no longer sensitive to the touch. cold and lifeless.