Prologue and Chapter 1 of Book 1 - The Grandmaster of Sarthas
Just as the water clock in the study of his sensei, he hear the beating of his heart, each beat of inaction bringing its rhythm that much closer to ceasing. he was not welcome here. his homeland was more of an origin point for him.
The Walls I Built
Ryan stopped his walking and focused in on the leaves in fascination; he could almost make out little faces on the dancers, seemingly laughing with one another as they swayed to wind's rhythm.
The Cursed Book
The wind started to blow harder through the trees of the forest, its long appendages swaying forth and back to the rhythm of the wind. the guy leaned against a tree. "kill me now if you want to. why hesitate? you've killed before." he chuckled.
Hypnovember 10 - Gentle
His ear pressed to those impossibly soft yet comfortingly firm pectorals, the tanuki found that steady rhythm. "i--" "shhh, i've got you. i've got you now..." bruce's arms gave a reassuring squeeze. "just breathe. deep breath in, hold it...and release.
Secret's Story: Memory 1
His fingers continued to be drummed in an uneasy fashion as if the kid couldn't hold a simple rhythm. with his white fur and dark painted nails, his fingers looked like piano keys.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 44
It came from the right, a steady crunching rhythm known to everyone in the village, from youngest pup to senile elder. it was the sound of heavy footsteps crunching through the snow, coming closer and closer. "look at me, dorin." dorin smiled.
Preparing
"oh, you mean rhythm. so, we're heading for a bit of r and r." there was a merry laugh from the husky as she poured herself another drink as well as topping up evie's own.
A Christmas Gift
His foot is tapping to the beat, his head bobbing slightly to the rhythm, his body coinciding with the melody of the song. it wasn't long until someone suddenly taps him on the shoulder.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 44
It came from the right, a steady crunching rhythm known to everyone in the village, from youngest pup to senile elder. it was the sound of heavy footsteps crunching through the snow, coming closer and closer. "look at me, dorin." dorin smiled.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 40
It took a few tries for him to get the rhythm just right, but when he did, he felt like they truly were the same being, just as it was supposed to be. as she breathed out, he breathed in, and as she breathed in, he breathed out.
Another Night, Another Rift
Instantly he fell back into his rhythm, the grogginess and growling hunger replaced by the adrenaline.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 107
Back inside the pass, the tarp continued its mournful song; a single hand clapping itself to bloody tatters against the sheer walls of the mountain, a single, repetitive note without any rhythm at all.