A New Kind of Paint Shop
"now stay still." she says as she puts a small drop of paint onto cody's arm. cody looks down at the paint, as it seemingly melts away within seconds. "cool, is this some kind of temporary paint?" cody asks intrigued.
The Creation of a Soul
With newly painted eyes, the puppet scans his surroundings. despite the dim lighting and being unable to move its head, it can see that its entire body was painted a shiny, clean white.
The Cat's Portrait
"all we demand is to look at what you're painting, and accept or reject it at any part of its progression.
Night of painted darkness.
"no, a painter and quite a good one, her paintings were complemented by the gattardi himself, some even say she may challenge dafernigo or wirge..." "the gattardi of the salty river?"
Teaser: The Painted and the Plain
There were professors now who studied the history of the painted, but they were all plain people. that struck pep as wrong. very few painted went to university at all. whenever pep got scared, bakari had promised he would stick by her side.
Blood and Shadow- Chapter 3
The painted dog shook his head. "not yet. i want you to meet me at the inn at dawn. tomorrow you will be heading north, and i have yet to show you my gratitude." with that zamier turned to the gate, and gave the order to have it opened.
The Artist
In forever - he made sure that he painted those eyes perfectly.
Breaking Free
A painted wolf walked up to him growling and he pinned majd to the ground; not as hard as sabeh had, but firm enough to keep him from moving as he searched him.
Just Breathe - Chapter 5
I can see the amazement that i feel reflected in the eyes of the painted dog as well. only quinelia appears unshaken at the display, likely because she's seen it and experienced it before.
Jack and Will
I found a good spot to set up my canvas stand, put my headphones on, and i started to paint. usually when i paint i drift off into the music i'm listening to.
Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 2
About ten minutes ago, he had finished with his charcoal had was moving on to the paint; he continued to paint, regardless of the noise.
Vore Night at The Painted Wolf
The light catching the shining green paint shaped like lizards scales around his face and shoulders.