A journey through the darkness and the light, a step beyond the worlds we know and into the worlds we imagine the true tale of Jake Wolf
I walked around the mess i called my room and started digging in the piles of clothes scattered across the floor and tried to find a clean shirt and a pair of jeans i hadn't yet worn that week.
Rain: Taylor's Book
A small gravestone, tilted and worn, stood alone in the middle of the field. the pale acceptance shone off its edges, guiding my every step.
The Color of Night
She'd punched him so hard he'd worn a bruise of such a deep violet color it was visible through his white fur. he'd forever been ashamed of that day however. he'd always been aware of his primal side.
D'sim Kalumee and the Xenomorph Hive Part 1.
It was obviously worn, scratches all over the blue surface of the weapon. the dome shaped front of the rifle had many dents in it, probably from when the user had clubbed their opponent with it.
Star Fox: Changes of Love Chapter 1 Strange Change
He had never worn it, but that was the day that was another anniversary of the death of his father, so to honor him he put it around his neck determined to wear it throughout the day.
Nona: Chapter Five: Pool of Reflection
He wore a long black leather trench coat, a raggedy black werewolf hunter's hat, a raggedy white dress shirt, well-worn black leather pants, and a black leather ammo belt across his body and well-worn black leather boots.
Rocket Raccoon Comforted
One little thing after another; a slew of minor repairs and other small problems that seemed endless... until, finally, rocket raccoon - his small body shaking from, stress, exhaustion, being utterly worn out - crawled through a duct, into the
Paraskepite- Chapter One
He hated this color suit, unfortunately it was next in line to be worn. the suit matched his brown hair and eyes but when he was a young boy he had this one aunt that used to buy all his clothes brown colored.
Equine Adjustments
The horse could remember when she-when they had worn this the other day as a human.
Anatomical Anachronisms: Chapter 2: Jars of Hearts
Usually he would stop by the green room just adjacent to his, but the well-worn mental image would do for now. he had moved none of the furniture since his son's death. the four poster bed wasn't even made.
Cry me a Murder, pt 7 - The Other Side of Zero
Altschuler slumped back into his worn recliner, his gaze once again turned to the unplugged tv.
Meet the Black Stars; Garok's Story
Garok closed his eyes as he jingled the tooth necklace around his neck before he started to sniffle as tears started to run down his battle worn face that mixed with the blood on his fur that had yet to dry.