Prologue to The kings of Dust
Spotting the first sign - a bush dusted with ice on the far side of the clearing that bore a few flecks of the same ominous crimson, as though an injured quarry had run past.
Dust, Blood, and Fur Part One.
#2 of dust, blood, and fur he remembers an explosion. he was unsure of its origin; it could have been an attack, an escape attempt from that god forsaken ‘re-education' camp, or it could have just been dumb luck.
Dust, Blood, and Fur Part 2
#3 of dust, blood, and fur she remembers an explosion. the shock woke her up and caused her to jump from the bed. the source was obvious: red water has come for them. the town didn't wish any part of the war.
Angel Dust
Sweet honey nectar of pain Pouring slow and tantilizing through my sluggish veins Whispering sugar secrets under my skin Tempting Sweeping me from reality Playfully Seizing my muscles with youthful strength Perplexing my mind And siphoning bits...
Dust: Road to Astuvila
However, the lizard had other ideas, and managed to throw dust off with a swipe of its paw. dust yelped as she was clocked hard on the side of the head. sending her sprawling to the ground. "dust!" nirra yelled.
A Nimbat's Napping
dust ran to the plant, stuffing his fingers into the maw, trying to pry the thorns apart but they'd interlocked without enough space. "dust, help, it's itching!"
Taste of Fire: Settling Dust
Moss awoke with a start the next morning to the blaring of his alarm clock. He slammed his fist on it and it fell silent once again. He reached for his glasses and slid them on his nose. The clock read 7:30. He stood up and threw on some casual clothes...
Dust: Rebirth II
“wakey, wakey dust, time to get going. we got a job." nirra said as she got dust out of the stall, “we're getting an early start." '_at this hour?_' dust tilted her head confused but complied.
Star-Raven on the Remains of Planet Mznat
Skree picked one up and shook the dust off of it, he didn't recognize the language, and he wondered if third wheel had that one in his system.
Li'l Snake, Lotta fun (Hazbin Hotel)
The blowing of sulphur-scented dust billows sent hair and fluff alike waving in dramatic fashion. "what the fuck did he say? no, really. some 'genius' he is. can't invent a satan-damned megaphone."
Dust Shorts: First Hunt
_" dust cheered as she sat down in camp. "that's great dusty!" nirra said with a smile. "good for you." qildor said with barely contained sarcasm. "_didn't see_ **_you_** _ hunting._" dust huffed. "not a bad job dust.
Special Anniversary Story #1 Come to Dust - Alister
#22 of simon king #1: come to dust a year ago i returned to writing with the simple concept from a dear friend -- the story of a chimney sweep in victorian london.