Infection
In a perfect world, they would have made it out without disturbing the beast, but as they walked towards the door, nate stepped on a shard of broken glass.
To You
For a time i looked upon my shattered heart and thought it a pitiful thing merely so much broken glass and so i began collecting the hearts of others in a clear jar that i might borrow pieces of them before they escaped and use them to mend what was
An Anthro's Tale-Chapter 6-The Hunted
He asked the man in black,his voice was thick and corase,like the sound of car tires over broken glass. "i have located one",the man dressed in black said throwing a small folder onto the table.
A new year~ 1
I said, looking over at the boy, in wonder, as he knelt down to pick up my books, and the now broken glasses, which some of the glasses, left were on my face. i sighed watching the boy, pick up my book an even the rest of my shattered glasses.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 66
Did it all really come down to this pathetic piece of broken glass in his hands? it was a cruel joke. banno was almost at the foot of the stairs now.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 45
glass lying strewn about her feet.
99 Chaos Bolts
A swipe of the broken glass made the tauren fall off his seat to a ground-shaking crash as he grasped at his red-and-green glistened neck.
Identity: Chapter Fifty-Four
It shattered the door, and they fell into all the broken glass. each of them was shot over twenty times. francesca's baby - she was only a month away from....he alone took six.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 136
glass lying strewn about her feet.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 158
Did it all really come down to this pathetic piece of broken glass in his hands? it was a cruel joke. banno was almost at the foot of the stairs now.
Ashen.
Perhaps it was just the wind as it rattled over loose metal and broken glass, but it nonetheless caught his attention, and he whirled, staring down what remained of the stairs for a few moments before turning back, holding the large piece of paper up, examining
Raining on patchwork hearts
When i come to, i find myself staring into the heavens, surrounded by water and broken glass. i try to regain my footing, but i slip and can only look up to see the old man.