Grace
A simple bedside table held a small lamp. in another corner, a comfortable armchair was overseen by a goose-neck lamp, another small table next to it.
Winter's Wrath (Tobias' side)
Random clothes skewered on the floor, small desktop computer to the corner and a dark blue dresser with an oddly shaped lamp on top with my cell phone next to it. the lamp i adore since i love weird things, it was a gift from my mother. i sigh.
The Odyssey: Act III
The smell of oil emitted from it: an oil lamp. as they finally secluded themselves in the single room for the night, the oryctolagus girl lit the lamp and settled down on the mattress.
Back for a reason.
I come to a room it is lit by an old lamp the bed in the corner is well kept and made. i walk into the room moving through the half closed door and into the room.
Tribute To a Night I'll Never Forget
I glanced up to the open window, watching the starts rush my as the occasional street lamp interrupted the beautiful sight beyond us.
Lackadaisy: Missing Linkage - Excerpt
Viktor's unrelenting slavic accent and horrific grammar threatened to send a shudder through mordecai's lanky frame; to distract himself he turned to look at a lamp, idly brushing fingers across the shade, frowning as a thin layer of dust cascaded to the floor
Gravity
It's time to wake up..." he waited a moment before thudding the lid again, the red goo within stirring like the lava of so many 70's lamps. "wake up... 'm not explaining to the captain why you're still sleeping.
Midnight chase (Short Story)
I gasped and stood up again, i looked a bit more careful but noticed those were lamps, probably the coffee was wearing off.
The Blanket — 5
A little lamp ejactulated light onto ed's bed as he read the graphic novel koda had given him. he didn't spend as much time as he probably could've reading it.
The Chapter Before the 1st
One of the lamps had gone out, he noted with a frown. snapping his claws to reignite the flame, he walked back over to where the chronicler was sitting. the question was patiently repeated and a nod was given in response.
Unwind
The little pewter lamp on the shelf had long since exhausted its supply of incense.
I'm Giving Up on You
. :) the howling wind beating at the rattling windows; the ominous glow of a street lamp over a street, casting an eerie shadow over everything in its range; the onslaught of rain on the roof, drowning out everything but the overpowering thunder; the crack