Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays
A chuckle and nod from the brass beast. "i'll spare my teeth, thanks." another nod as the dragons left.
Band Changelings Part 2
"now the brass!" the brass repeats her correctly, but a bit poorly... "now the winds!" the woodwinds perform on par with the brass. "now the drums!"
Ill Mind Of Bartan
"brass-" "brass is an alloy." a snout toss from the dragon. "it's platinum. favorite smell." "i get it-" "answer. the damn. question." she growled, making him exhale near flames. "blueberries." "it's the smoke from blown out candles."
Never Forget: Prelude: Humans
They had learned to make brass and iron but with time they learned to make a new stronger, lighter metal; steel. the anthroks taught them the ways of hunting, and the ways of faith to the great beings.
The Queen: Prologue
Charzore growled, his brass scaled tail flicking behind him in agitation. his draconic form was hunched and on edge, ready to spring at a moment's notice.
Memento
On several occasions she had been in the kitchen watching her brew the ingredients, but was always too enamoured by the small brass acorn shaped infuser she would use.
SubChp.1 Unexpected Finding
On top of it was a smaller brass block, a black disk spinning round with a small brass pole poking it sat on top if it, form the side of the block rose a long, twisting brass flower.
Like Son Part 2 - 2021
Miles saw his father, alongside the brass, saluting back as they marched. he couldn't hide the big smile, and spotted his father winking at him.
Fragment's of Life's Heart - Transitions
When it was by her bed, she opened her nightstand drawer and pulled out the brass key that fit the locks on the bands wrapping it. with a few twists, some clicks, and an audible creek of the old hinges, she lifted the lid.
Ferrets can’t rig. Badgers can’t pull.
Royce watched as two bears lifted a hot crucible of molten brass, carried it across the floor, and poured it into a mold. royce nodded his head. that is how you worked brass. the bears, who claimed to be master brass-smiths, had always done it that way.
Ferrets can’t rig. Badgers can’t pull
Royce watched as two bears lifted a hot crucible of molten brass, carried it across the floor, and poured it into a mold. royce nodded his head. that is how you worked brass. the bears, who claimed to be master brass-smiths, had always done it that way.
Night Woods
Empty brass rained to the floor in a celebratory shower of gold and soot. eyes cast left, right, or stayed fixed upon the crumbling door. no black fur lay bleeding beyond it.